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Welcome
to my Sports & Competition Category
Here
you will find some of the personal type sports I participated in (skiing
and scuba diving, as well as horseback riding), and some of the
motorsports I competed in (automobile and motocross racing).
I
was fortunate enough to come of age in the golden age of automobiles,
when cars looked, sounded (and smelled) like real cars. Anybody who has
ever smelled Caster racing bean oil burning in a Tipo 60 Masarati "Birdcage"
racer (at the rate of about a quart an hour!), will know exactly what
I mean.
The first car I really fell in love with was the Jaguar XK-SS (forerunner
of the XK-E series, and derived from the very successful D-Type racing
cars). I saw a pre-production example at an auto show in the mid fifty's,
but lacked the funds (besides being too young to drive), so I was not
able to acquire one.
Just think, at that time, a new Jaguar XK-SS sold for just a bit more
money than a new, fully loaded, top of the line Cadillac. The Cadillac
was luxurious transportation, the XK-SS, a once in a lifetime experience.
My
future taste in automobiles was forever forged on that one car. When
I was in a position (both financial and age-wise) to acquire one, the
cars were very scarce and I could never really connect on a good one
(but I did purchase a new "E" type in 1962 probably
the worse exotic I have ever owned as far as maintenance and engineering
was concerned, not even a synchro 1st gear in the model I had
but what a crowd magnet!). Just goes to show you, never settle for second
best.
Later
on, I was fortunate enough to have a chance to drive actor Steve McQueen's
very immaculate XK-SS. It was well worth the wait.
I
was exposed to exotic cars at a very early age (in Italy, my uncle Salvatore
had a mint early '30s 1750 Alfa Romeo), and in California, I used to
hang out occasionally at the von Neuman's shop when I was just barely in
my teens. It was there that I learned the difference between cars used
as transportation and cars used as a driving experience, a lesson that
has stayed with me for my entire life.

The
engine of my late uncle's supercharged 1750 Alfa Romeo (what a work
of art!)
(this absolutely mint vintage Alfa, which now belongs to me, is
in secure storage in Italy)
Even
though the exotics have since then diminished in many ways, my fondness
for them has not. Pictured here are just a few of the many cars I have
owned and some of the ones I raced.
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