IN his really long poem Inferno, Italian crooner Dan Aligheiri writes of his descent into the ninth level of hell. It is so crook that even Satan is trapped and, contrary to recent reports, not all that happy to be there. Friends, I have to report that last weekend I was there, at the very centre of hell.
Like Dan, I was just minding my own business, driving in through what I thought were the gates of heaven, the entrance to Wakefield Park racetrack, when there it was.
Readers, no words can convey the despair and terror I felt when I saw and heard 38 Alfa Romeos on the grid waiting to start in what can only be termed, heat one of the race series from hell. Seeing one Alfa on the road is enough to make you reach for the garlic, the stake and the large bottle of Bundy OP. Seeing nearly 40 invading the track so badly that the tail-enders were actually lining up on the corner before the straight would have turned Satan himself into a Mormon.
Look, given my ethical responsibilities under the motoring writer’s code of conduct I have to report that Australia’s finest shopfitter, Doug Selwood, the Dracula of the Veloce Series, took out the very wet four-race series in his 1984 Alfa Romeo GTV6.
OK. Enough of my penance for having too good a time at Pebble Beach. The European auction season starts this month. It’s like the US auction season but with better wine, better-looking cars, impressively better-looking persons of the opposite sex and, best of all, a certain weirdness.
Read more here: http://www.theaustralian.com.au/executive-living/motoring/off-to-europe-after-a-weekend-in-hell/story-fngmee2f-1227048877984
