The Most Beautiful Race In The World
August, 1965
The Most Beautiful Race in the WorldBefore I knew which end was up and could stand for my honorable instincts, Truffi had us talked into it. He'd called the meeting; we sat around a table in a corner of the plaza, nobody else around us, all the waiters shooed off.Truffi--dark, deep-eyed, long-jawed. He was an amazing driver; we five were the best in the world at that time; the best in Italy, so, the earth's best."It is hundreds of thousands in lire, more than a hundred thousand in the Ameri...