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More Time to Think. Foyt, however, had a little score to settle. Last year a couple of sports-car types named Jimmy Clark and Dan Gurney invaded Indianapolis, gave big-car racers a driving lesson by running circles around the Offies in their tiny British-built Lotuses. Now Foyt was out to return the favor-by beating the sports-car boys at their own silly game. "Sports cars are easy to drive," he sneered. "You get more time to think. Sure, you have to study the course, and you have to downshift, and you have to learn how to brake...
...Scotland's Jimmy Clark, 27: the South African Grand Prix, by 67 sec. over Dan Gurney. World Champion Clark averaged 95.1 m.p.h. in his Lotus-Climax, led all the way for his seventh win in ten races-a new record...
...even for an old pro like Dan Gurney, who has raced everything from putt-putting go-karts to the snorting monsters of Indianapolis. "You can't get confused," says Gurney. "You can even yell at the other drivers." At the Bahamas Speed Weeks, while martini glasses tinkled and bountiful blondes chased their heroes through the pits, Gurney took the wheel of a bright orange Volkswagen and challenged all comers in a 103-mile race. His car was a 1956 sedan with 250,000 miles on the speedometer. It was, in fact, his personal car in Nassau-and his wife...
Even in a Volkswagen, class tells. Gurney was all the way into the first corner before he shut the door of his sedan. Only once each lap-on a particularly tricky corner-did he bother to touch his brakes. The rest of the time, his VW was flat out. "You've got to keep the revs up there and use them," he explained. The pace was enough to discourage all but the stoutest-hearted competitors. "I tried to run his kind of race," said one, "but I didn't have the nerve." At the finish, Gurney...
...147th lap, a huge puff of smoke belched from Gurney's Lotus. A camshaft cover had burst and oil was seeping into his engine block. That was it. With the last Lotus limping into the pits, the race belonged to the dogged Foyt. At the checkered flag, he had averaged 101 m.p.h. for 200 laps around the tiny Trenton track...