Visions of Power. The Gurney-Weslake F1 engine was a feast of 12 exquisite intake horns and titanium headers glowing with flame-kindled colors.
Photo: Pete Lyons www.petelyons.com
Performance perv that I am, I’m turned on by naked racecars. Even partially undressed ones. Lift an engine cover, unveil a shapely suspension arm, merely de-Dzus an access panel and I’m there, slavering. I simply groove on racing’s luscious secret places.
That’s probably one more reason I so fondly remember the Swinging Sixties, when quite often you could see a racecar prance boldly into the public gaze with its intake stacks and/or exhaust headers—maybe even its whole engine—all beautifully bare and unashamed.
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