Grand Prix Page #2

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they're leaving Aron and Barlini behind.

Stoddard's pressing Sarti. The Frenchman's

usually unbeatable at Monaco...

... but today the Englishman is faster

on some parts of the circuit.

Now that Stoddard's out in the lead,

his lap times are faster and faster.

And he's going steadily away from Sarti.

There doesn't seem to be anything

the Ferrari driver can do about it.

There's Scott Stoddard completing his

30th lap and increasing his lead over Sarti.

But there's the third man, Barlini,

in his red Ferrari now well-clear of Aron.

And he's just lapping a slower car.

That can be tricky here at Monte Carlo.

It's almost impossible to pass...

... unless you can rely on the driver in the

slower car to move over and make room.

That's 32 laps completed and the order is

Stoddard, Sarti, Barlini, Randolph, Aron.

- Get back out there.

- It's sticking in between third and fourth.

It didn't do it in practice.

Do you suppose it could be you?

All right, I'm doing it on purpose.

On purpose or not,

you're breaking her up.

- I didn't build the damn car.

- We can't do anything about it.

- Do the best you can.

- What lap is this?

- Forty-two.

- It's a cinch. I'm halfway home.

You're never halfway home!

Pete Aron's away again.

He's had some sort of gearbox trouble.

There's Stoddard now. He'll lap

his BRM teammate, Aron, next time round.

Stoddard's driving a tremendous race.

Bet he's broken the lap record again: 129.3.

Blimey, they nearly collided

at the Gasometer hairpin. That was close.

Louis Chiron's waving

the blue flag at the American...

... which means he ought to move over

and let the faster car through.

Let Scott through!

The bloody idiot.

Sarti's picked up three seconds.

You can't blame Pete

for wanting to race.

Not with a teammate!

He has to let him through!

Barlini in second place at the Gasometer

as Sarti completes 50 laps...

...half distance in the lead.

- That's my driver. Let go. Let me through.

- Damn you! Damn you!

- Get these people out of here!

- I waved him through.

- Where are the cops?

- You're a bloody liar.

- Please, Jeff.

I told you to take it easy with him.

- Apart from being a bloody coward!

- Jeff, don't.

- Shut up! You're a liar!

- Now, get these people out of here!

Shut up.

Look, you're through with me!

Now, just get out of my sight

as quick as you can!

Something's happened.

There has been an accident.

That's what they come for:

See someone get killed.

- How did it happen?

- A bloody lot you care.

- Don't say that. Don't speak to me like...

- Mrs. Stoddard.

You can stay here if you want.

It will be some time in surgery.

You've got what you want now.

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