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...soft June afternoon burst to a deep, mechanical snarl, and the gently rolling countryside south of Le Mans, France came alive as 54 low-slung sports cars whirled into the start of "les vingt-quatre heures," auto racing's classic Grand Prix of Endurance. Once more the famous 24-hour race promised spectacular trouble. Last year's exercise in safety had been a dull performance as refueling rules held everyone down to reasonable speeds; there had been only one fatality. Last week the promoters decided to gamble again. Almost as if they had forgotten 1955's monstrous...
...total of 16 racing cars scrambled into the start of the 105-lap, 205-mile Grand Prix of Monaco. Only four laps later Britain's Stirling Moss, Peter Collins and Mike Hawthorn somehow escaped uninjured from a three-car pile-up on a barricade of telephone poles. All afternoon the accidents continued, but no one was hurt. Only five cars finished. Still, World Champion Juan Fangio had to push his Maserati to the limit to cross the line in 3 hr. 10 min. 12.8 sec., a scant half-minute ahead of Briton Tony Brooks's Vanwall...
...born of a morning." Micheyl sings the songs in a lilting, open-throated voice, shaking her tight golden curls. Songs like Ni Toi Ni Moi, which celebrates the fact that love is stronger than anything, have moved Parisian poets and musicians to confer on a Micheyl record the Grand Prix du Bisque, a sort of musical Oscar...
Florida's International Twelve-Hour Grand Prix of Endurance was less than four hours old when Chicago's Bob Gold-ich, 33, took a tricky S turn just a touch too fast. His little (1.9 liters) Arnolt-Bristol sports car skidded across a taxiway at Sebring's abandoned airfield and rolled into a sideways somersault. A graduate of the dangerous melees of midget-auto racing and the father of two children, Goldich was dead of a broken neck before he reached the hospital...
...make sense of the foreign names and the continental accents that color the annual invasion of their sleepy town. They have learned to tell a Maserati from a Ferrari; they know a Mercedes-Benz when they see one. But Goldich's death was Sebring's first Grand Prix fatality. Now, at last, the spectators knew the danger and fear that ride with the high-speed racers...