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...proudest marque in auto racing is the rearing black stallion insignia on the hood of an Italian Ferrari. "Racing amuses me," says Enzo Ferrari, 65, a brooding, irascible genius whose rivals call him "the Monster of Maranello." At his plant near Modena, he turns out some 750 marvelously hand-crafted sports cars each year, the cheapest of which sells for $8,800. And when he puts them on the track, the customers are properly impressed. Last year, a Ferrari won the twelve-hour Grand Prix of Endurance at Sebring, Fla. A Ferrari won Sicily's Targa Florio. A Ferrari...
From time to time, some richly imaginative columnist likens Club Singer Enzo Stuarti to the late Mario Lanza. But the comparison is fair to neither man. Lanza had a voice of genuine operatic dimensions, and he misused it sadly. Stuarti has a voice of cocktails-and-dancing dimensions, and he makes the most...
...across the bottom of the jacket. Stuarti's rising fortunes, as a matter of fact, can be measured by that very same album: now that he is a nightclub success, it has sold 150,000 copies in five printings, each of which has given successively better billing to Enzo. The latest jacket copy ignores Lanza altogether. Its title is Enzo Stuarti Sings the World's Great Arias...
...Crash. Count Wolfgang von Trips, who could have managed his family's Hemmersback Castle in the German Rhineland as a moneyed aristocrat, had a desperate desire to win. All through the summer, Von Trips, 33, and Phil Hill, 34, of Santa Monica, Calif., teammates in Italian Auto Magnate Enzo Ferrari's racing contingent, had dueled across the Continent for the world title.* Before the Italian Grand Prix at Monza, the pale, slim German nobleman was just in front of the taut, nervous American in the competition for the Grand Prix championship. Victory at Monza would have given...
...packed grandstands and bleachers, and pressed against the wire fences at the edge of the 6.2-mile course that winds through a boomerang-shaped road circuit and a broad speed oval. They had come to see the five blood-red Italian Ferraris-all but one members of Enzo Ferrari's superb factory team. When the cars went off, Von Trips quickly faltered and fell behind. He had a history of first-lap trouble; fellow racers said of him: "If he gets past the first lap, he's all right." He was fifth, behind three Ferraris, and a forest...