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Road & Track

Road & Track September 2018

Road & Track includes technical features on automotive subjects, wide-ranging feature stories, spectacular automotive art and standard-setting new-car photography, humor, fiction, travel stories, book reviews and the most comprehensive racing coverage offered by a monthly magazine.Bonus: iPad Interactive

Country:
United States
Language:
English
Publisher:
Hearst
Frequency:
One-off
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in this issue

1 min.
picture perfect

German photographer Kurt Wörner aimed his lens at European racing from the Thirties through the Seventies. His images, now a part of the Road & Track archives, capture the humanity and marquee moments of a vital era of motorsport. Here’s a taste of Wörner’s work. Hans Stuck earned his nickname, “King of the Mountains,” sliding around Alpine roads. Here, he pilots an Auto Union Type C/D at Austria’s 1939 Grossglockner Hillclimb. Colin Chapman confers with Graham Hill, who’s behind the wheel of a Lotus 49 at the 1967 Belgian Grand Prix.…

1 min.
the epic and strange

Wörner shot more than just four-wheeled heroics. His negatives hold everything from little-known rallies to amateur hill climbs and innumerable two-wheeled races, including the Belgian Motorcycle Grand Prix at Spa in 1953. The formidable Eau Rouge corner complex looms in the background of the shot, absent the crash barriers and curbing it would inherit later. There’s plenty of weird in the archives, too. Frankly, we’re at a loss for words with this second image, taken at the Österreichische rally in 1952. Is the co-pilot increasing traction on the uphill slog? Is he loading up the nose, so those front tires can claw at the Austrian gravel? What happened when the car turned at speed? Most important, why is this man wearing shorts?…

1 min.
spaghetti western

In 1957, Indy invaded the oval at Monza. “The Race of Two Worlds” pitted the Indianapolis 500’s best competitors against modified European race cars. The event covered 500 miles at the newly banked, 2.64-mile Italian track and was held for just two consecutive years. Americans triumphed; Jimmy Bryan wrestled the Dean Van Lines Special to inaugural glory. For ’58, Maserati arrived, and Stirling Moss charged its V-8 Eldorado into seventh place. Jim Rathmann, representing Indy, took first in the Zink Leader Card roadster. His victory, with an average speed of 167 mph over 189 laps, made the 500 Miglia di Monza the fastest motor race ever run at the time.…

4 min.
feedback

DEAR R&T, IN MY 68 YEARS, I’VE NEVER READ AS MANY ARTICLES IN ONE AUTO MAGAZINE AS I DID IN YOUR JUNE ISSUE. FROM MCLAREN [GO], BOND [“BREAKING FREE”], AND BIRDS [“BIRDS OF A FEATHER”] TO AN ENTRY-LEVEL FERRARI [“TOUR DE FORCE”] AND FORMULA 1 [“UNCANNY SPEED”]. PLUS, I’VE ADDED THE REVS INSTITUTE [“PRESERVATION HALL”] TO MY BUCKET LIST. I EVEN READ SOME ADS. GREAT WORK. MARK BROWN, BEAUFORT, SOUTH CAROLINA HANDSOME ASTON? I enjoyed the article about the Aston Martin Vantage, but it definitely brought a quizzical smile to my face. From the side, the car might as well be a 911, except for the body strakes and styling lines. From the front, it’s ugly, and from the rear, it’s Pontiac Aztek ugly! Whoever styled it should be made to work as Chris…

2 min.
editor’s letter

IT WAS 1980. SEARS POINT RACEWAY. I was 15 years old, working as a temporary groundskeeper at the Bondurant Racing School the week my dad took one of their classes. A clapped-out Datsun pickup used around the grounds needed to be moved to a different part of the track, and I was asked to do it. Despite never having driven anything bigger than a riding mower, I jumped in. It was a short trip—just a dirt access road devoid of traffic. Yet it served as my first real taste of driving versus riding. Once over the initial apprehension of sitting behind the wheel, I was imagining the cars I’d drive next and the places I’d one day visit in them. Now, almost 40 years later, the thrill of exploration burns bright as…

5 min.
hail the goat-priest

CROSSOVERS ARE MYSTIFYING. Maybe the noun means nothing to you. In that case, salute, as the Italians say, for you have managed to avoid the stultifying marketspeak of the international car industry while still caring about vehicles fast and neat. (You’re reading this magazine, so that last bit is presumption. Unless you stumbled here by accident, in which case, Hi, you look smart and handsome! Subscriptions are cheap!) The word has many definitions. Years ago, the industry assigned it to the castrato region between low-slung automobile and trucklike SUV. Machines that “cross over,” half truck and half not. Picture a pickup minus the scruffy charm and focused practicality. Imagine a car but taller and less efficient. Finally, go watch The Island of Dr. Moreau, the 1996 film where Marlon Brando lives…