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...would push his car to the ragged edge trying to win Italy's classic Monza. Most men in his position would have played it safe. Streaking around tracks from Argentina to France, Ascari had already clinched the 1953 world championship by winning five of the ten Grand Prix races that count toward the point total. At Bern, Switzerland, he whipped his four-cylinder (180 h.p.) Ferrari around 1,300 curves in three hours to average 97.48 m.p.h.; in Belgium he was clocked at 112 m.p.h., in England at 92.97. Last year the story was much the same: Ascari...
...past four years, Ascari has been driving for Motor-maker Enzo Ferrari, whose jewel-like ($10,000 and up) speedsters have given him his greatest triumphs and narrowest squeaks. Until last week's Monza, Ascari's closest brush with death was 1949's Netherlands Grand Prix. Ascari was leading by three laps. "I was doing 120 m.p.h. on the straightaway," he recalls, "when all of a sudden the left rear wheel flew off and rolled into a meadow." Somehow, Ascari managed to keep his Ferrari balanced on three wheels, gradually let it slow down. Then...
...Bern, Switzerland, Alberto Ascari, Italy's brilliant racing driver, deftly steered his Ferrari to victory in the 294.7-mi. Swiss Grand Prix. Ascari covered the corkscrew course in 3 hours, 1 min. 34.4 sec., at an average speed of 94.3 m.p.h...
...There are some sharply evocative sketches of French aristocrats in the old-fashioned countryside, and of French Protestants in a prim, latter-day Huguenot Parisian flat. And there is the strange children's world in which cruelty is mixed with utter innocence. The novel won the 1950 Prix Goncourt and sold 100,000 copies in France. But then, French tastes have always been rather special...
Nuvolari's unearthly skill sometimes surpassed other drivers' understanding, though they acknowledged him as the greatest racer of all. At Monte Carlo's 1935 Grand Prix, heavy rains swept the racing route. A car's oil line broke in the middle of an already slippery S curve. The five cars following piled up and littered the road like tank barriers. Next came Nuvolari. In a few seconds, at high speed, he power-slid and threaded his way across the slick and between the crashed cars with only millimeters to spare, without touching...