f1 history and legends
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F1 HISTORY AND LEGENDS
Silverstone 1951: What did you do, Pepe!
My name is Jos Froiln Gonzlez, but everybody calls me Pepe. I was born in
Argentina, in a place called La Colonia, nearby Arrecifes; in this city, my father
had bought the Chevrolet dealer, so I spent my childhood among cars, helping
the mechanics at the workshop. I was a very poor student, I never managed to
learn any mechanics; but I was crazy about cars, so when the dealer closed at
night I would stay back and take one of the clien tss cars to drive around the
city. I was very young and everything was going very fast; I started to race at
clandestine night races in Arrecifes, we called them "picadas" (note: could betranslated as challenges), then I moved onto competitions on dirt tracks, then
to Buenos Aires to race on tarmac, and there I was when I was called by the
Automvil Club de Argentina. They told me that President Pern was going to
sponsor the trip of a group of drivers to Europe so that they could compete in
the newly-created F1 World Championship, and I had been chosen for the group.
So I got into the plane together with Fangio himself, being a young guy of 28
Fangio was 39 already!
That first F1 season, 1950, was a disaster for me. I raced for the Achille Varzi
private team driving a Maserati, and I only managed to qualify for two races,
Monaco and France, but I could not finish either of them. Fangio, of course, did
much better, he had signed for Alfa Romeo; he was close to win the
Championship, but in the last race Nino Farina run away with it. Back in Buenos
Aires once the season was over, I signed with Ferrari to drive in some races
there; I managed to win ahead of the Mercedes and that cought Enzo Ferraris
attention, who sent me a personal telegram, congratulat ing me. The next year,
1951, I went back to Europe to race with a private Talbot; the truth is that I did
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not expect much out of that season, but it ended up being the most important
one in my life. Specially, I will never forget that years British GP, ru n at
Silverstone but let me tell you the story of that race.
.- A test with Ferrari
I am at the Reims track, about to start the French GP practice session; it was
the fourth race of the World Championship, and out of the other three races I
had only managed to qualify for the very first one, Switzerland, but I did not
finish the race; in the other two ones I did not get the minimum time to
participate. So now, looking at myself in the mirror as I shave, I am wondering if
the French track would suit my Talbot, and if the engine would hold for the
whole race in case I manage to qualify. One of the mechanics knocks at my
door:
.- Pepe, someone is asking for you. It is Nello Ugolini, Ferraris Sports Director.
Caramba! I wipe the soap from my face, I put on my shirt and get out
immediately.
.- Signore Gonzlez, I have an offer for you.
.- I accept!
.- Before knowing what I am going to offer?
.- Yes.
I already knew what Ugolini was going to offer to me. His fourth driver, Serafini,
had just had an accident at the Mille Miglia and was to be wearing a plaster for
months; and his third driver, Taruffi, had arrived to Reims in a rather poor
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condition, with a high fever, so it was clear that Ugolini wanted me to drive for
them on that GP, so that they could have as many cars as possible available on
track in case their official drivers, Ascari and Villoresi, had a breakdown. For
them I wasnt much more than a spare tyre or radiator, but for me they were
the chance to prove that with a good car I could drive like the best.
.- It will be just for this race
.- Very well.
.- You will have to give your car to any of our other drivers, in case of
breakdown.
.- Agreed.
Qualy wasnt bad for me, taking into account that it was the first time I was
driving the Ferrari. I was to start 6th, with Fangio starting 7th because of a
problem with his Alfetta. The two first positions were for the Alfa Romeo of
Fagioli and Farina, followed by the two Ferraris of Ascari and Villoresi. I was on
seventh heaven on the starting grid; off we went, wheel to wheel in the firstturns I drove calmly. With each turn I was feeling more comfortable in the
Ferrari; the long straights of Reims and its open turns allowed me to extract full
value out of its powerful engine. Without even realising , I was lapping at the
same times tan the best; when I got to Villoresi, I mercilessly overtook him;
then I saw that Ascari had a problem and went into boxes, Farina had gone off
track and was trying to get back in, and in Alfa Romeo the stopped Fagioli so
that he could give his car to Fangio, who had had a breakdown. Almost
effortlessly I was leading!
At that very moment, mid-race, they called me to boxes so that I could give my
car to Ascari; when Alberto went back on track he still held first position, such
was the advantage I had over my rivals. He was later overtaken by Fangio, but I
was delighted to get onto the second step of that podium together with Ascari
and I was yet to finish my first F1 race! When we step down of the podium, Nello
Ugolini came looking for me:
.- Don Enzo wants to see you on Wednesday at Maranello. We are leaving in a
couple of hours, you will come with us.
.- The first time I went to Maranello
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I remember how surprised I was as I watched the land surrounding the town of
Maranello from a Ferrari truck. Fields and fields of wineyards, perfectly aligned,
gave the impression of it being a rural town, of agricultural economy. Nothing to
do with the industry-oriented Milan, which I had known when I went to visit the
Alfa Romeo Factory, invited by Fangio, and which was a conglomerate of
factories of all sectors, the mechanical one among them. I asked the truck
driver:
.- Ah, the wineyards! Maranello is in Modena, doesnt it ring a bell?
.- No, I dont know about the Modena wines.
.- No wonder! Because the Modena wine is so poor that it is only worth it tomake vinegar but the best vinegar in the world indeed!
.- And thats all? Maranellos worth is in the vinegar?
.- Ah, no! It is in Ferrari too. Youll see.
And I did see. As I said, I had been at Alfa Romeo in Milan; and there I saw a
big factory, in the new American line-work style that Ford had implemented,
with workers doing repetitive tasks in immense workfloors which produced
hundreds of cars each day. But what I did not see in Milan were the town
people, which I saw in Maranello, coming out as the Ferrari trucks went by to
cheer on us, forming a human line all the way to the factory. The factory lets
say an enhanced workshop, nothing to do with the Alfa Romeo prem ises in Mila.
At the Ferrari factory I still could see bits and pieces kept in old oil cans cut in
half to be used as containers, and the workers amble from here to there, without
a fixed position in an assembly line. I understood then that Alfa Romeo was the
urban Italy, that of the industrial and financial power site in Mila, that could
pay for the best Italian driver of that moment, Farina, and the greatest
international figure, Fangio; while Ferrari would be the rural Italy, the one that
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was fighting to come back after the disaster that the Second World War had
been hanging to the land, the agriculture and used to make money last as long
as possible; the Italy that had to do with hiring an Argentinean driver who had
yet to finish an F1 race.
In truth, Ferrari did not look like a very rich Factory, not one to be the economic
center of a region, not even of a town. Had I been fooled by the truck driver? Ormaybe I had not understood him, because Ferrari was obviously not the
industrial engine of Maranello but it was its heart; the whole town beat to the
sound of the roaring of its engines. We trained every day, and since there was
no nearby track where we could do it, we raced on the towns streets; I
remember that when the Factory doors opened and the single-seaters went out,
the Ferrari hooter would sound five times; it was the warning for all citizens of
Maranello to clear the streets and take away the few motor vehicles and many
horse wagons. The Ferrari were out training! We crossed the town at high speed,
among the joy of its people, who looked at us from their doorways and windows
and applauded us, screamed at us, cheered on us. We tested the engines in the
town, and the brakes and suspensions on a nearby mountain pass, on the firstfoothills of the Apeninos, coming down like crazy yes, that wasnt Alfa Romeo,
it wasnt Milan, it wasnt the Monza track but what the hell, I wasnt Fangio
either!
.- Gonzlez, this is your contract. Sign it on the last page.
.- Thank you very much, mister Ferrari.
.- Arent you going to read it?
.- It is not necessary, I trust you.
.- OK, Ill summarise it for you. You will earn 150.000 liras, half than Ascari,
since the season is already half way through. I dont know if I will be able to pay
you, it is on writing because the Unions demand so. If I couldnt pay you, you
will be given a car at the end of the season. Any prizes you win we will go 50/50.
You will be the fourth driver, and will race with the material we give you,
including tyres by the way, Ascari and Villoresi prefer Pirelli to Englebert and
are always fighting about it, do you have any preferences?
.- I never worried about the tyres of the cars I drove, I couldnt tell one from the
other.
.- Its better that way... and finally, you will give your pl ace on the race to
whichever of the two first drivers of the team who have a breakdown that forces
them out of the race. Any questions?
.- Will I race with an insurance policy?
.- All our drivers race with an insurance policy. (note: this could be poorly
worded in the original Spanish article, and talk about having a guaranteed race
seat, rather than an insurance policy!)
.- Fine then.
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.- The secrets of the Silverstone track
The first race I was going to drive for Ferrari under a proper contract would be
the Great Britain GP, at the Silverstone track an old Second World War
aerodrome turned into a racing track. I was to travel with the Ferrari team, and
before I left Maranello I got a phone call; it was Juan, as in Juan Manuel Fangio:
.- Pepe, when do you arrive to England?
.- Wednesday morning.
.- Good, Ill wait for you at the track at around five. Come on your own. At the
hangar entrance..- Ill be there.
And of course there I was. Juan was awaiting for me by an Alfa Romeo truck;
when I arrived they were unloading one of their sports car, a two-seater like the
one they used for the endurance races, in which Fangio was taking part too.
.- Get in, we are going for a few laps.
It is well known that Juan always prepared for the races in that way, getting
there one day prior to the teams arriving at the track to get to know it and
practice at it; what I could not imagine was that this time he would take me as
co-driver. And we started doing laps and laps and more laps Fangio took notice
of all details: the bumps, the areas with sand, where the wind was blowing and
he tried different racing lines, different braking and acceleration points, in which
turns you could slide and in which ones you couldnt.. I had never done anything
like that, I just got in the car and tried to drive to the finish line as fast as
possible. And when he reached a conclusion, he would tell me:
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.- Maggotts, full throttle, no problem. But stick to the apex. Youll be able to do
so with the Ferrari.
.- Did you see the bump in the middle of the hangar straight? Dont take it.
.- Careful at Copse, brake hard when you are at the level of that bush, did you
see it? Then accelerate without fear and let it backslide.
.- Here you can overtake; in Abbey you can attack the turn from the mi ddle ofthe track, there is no need to go to the extreme. You place yourself parallel to
the other car and pass it.
That was a full lesson, and Juan was a great teacher. I listened to him and tried
to remember everything he was saying, as if I were learning the multiplication
tables I think I never made an effort at school like the one I made at
Silverstone on that day! When Fangio finished the lesson, we went back to the
Alfa Romeo truck. I didnt know what to say, Alfa Romeos number one driver
and WDC leader had just explained all the secrets of the Silverstone track to
Ferraris fourth driver; I remember I clumsily tried to thank him and wish him
good luck for the race Juan replied with his usual laconism:
.- Here you guys will win.
I took it as a compliment, not as a forecast; Alfa Romeo had won all the F1 races
that had taken place to that date, both the previous year and the current one,
except for the Indianapolis 500 Miles, the US GP, in which they did not
participate. But Fangio knew what he was talking about, after having studied the
track in-depth he was able to detect which car would do better there, because
he knew the Ferrari almost as well as he knew the Alfetta. During the Friday
practice sessions I tried to remember everything Juan had told me, I tried to
take the racing line he took, I remembered the braking and acceleration points
and practised the sliding when exiting the turns everything went as Fangio had
told me it would go. On Saturday I got pole, Fangio would start second , Farina
third and Ascari fourth; Juan was one of the first ones to congratulate me; he
gave me a big hug, and whispered in my ear:
.- I told you, Pepe. Here you guys will win.
For years it was discussed whether Fangio helped me on that Wednesday
selflessly or because he wanted me to finish ahead of my teammate Ascari, his
main rival for the WDC. Whoever defends the second theory does not knowJuan; he was incapable of thinking that another driver could help him beat a
rival and also he was perfectly aware of the fact that in case of a breakdown
Ascari would take my place. Juan helped me for more simple reasons: because I
was a rookie who had to earn his seat at Ferrari, because I was Argentinean
and because I was his friend.
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.- From Fangios nobility to Ascaris
On race day I was far more nervous than on qualy; starting from pole had made
me feel a huge responsibility, and although the Ferrari team had tried to calm
me down and told me to do what I could, I knew I could have a good race, even
more, I knew that I could win. I walked up and down the grid trying to look
calm, but deep inside I was shaking like a leaf. When the time to get into the car
came, something got loose inside me and I had to rush to the restroom; I
jumped the low wall between the track and the pits and run towards the first
door with a WC sign. I rushed in loosening my belt and trousers, and when I
raised my eyes looking for a free cubicle I saw a group of women looking at mewith puzzlement and fear. I had rushed into the ladies s restroom! But there was
no time, so I went through the first open door and closed it behind me. When I
was done I left with as much dignity as possible; there was nobody in the
restroom, but plenty of curious people at the door; lowering my head and red der
than my Ferrari I went to the starting grid.
On the start Farina was close to winning the lead from Fangio and myself, but
when entering the first turn I was still ahead; on lap 10 Fangio overtook me,
precisely in Abbey as if I didnt know that he would do it exactly on that point!
But I stuck to him, with Farina and Ascari behind me. I was following Juans
racing line, knowing exactly where he would brake and where he would
accelerate, and in all fairness the guy in the Alfa Romeo didnt do anything
unexpected, each lap had the precision of a Swiss watch. When Fangio pitted for
new tyres and fuel he was barely 5 secs ahead of me; I knew that was my
opportunity, because Ferrari had abandoned the turbo engines to go back to the
atmospheric ones, which translated into a lower peak speed, negligible in
Silverstones short straights, and also into a lower fuel consumption. The Alfa
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Romeo needed to take some 300 litres, which would take in between 40 and 50
secs, while the Ferrari would reach the finish line with just 220 litres, and we
could take that in about 25 secs, or at least so we had been practicing. Fangios
stop lasted 48 secs, so I thought that I could overtake him when I pitted.
But something went wrong: on lap 53 Ascari had to abandon becau se of a
broken gearbox. I was called into boxes a couple of laps later, and I pitted
immediately, I wanted to give the car to the Italian on P1 and ready to win the
race. I was not upset about giving him my seat, he was Ferraris number 1
driver, the one who could challenge Fangio for the WDC, plus I had already done
so in France and he kindly invited me to join him on the podium. So I was notsurprised to see Alberto waiting for me in the garage; as I braked I stood up
when I felt a hand on my shoulder tha t didnt let me get out of the car; it was
Ascari
.- This is your race, bambino. You win it.
I dont know if Alberto took the decision on his own or if he had previously
checked with Enzo Ferrari, but at that time I didnt even think about it; I sat
down again and accelerated to return to the track we had done a 23-secs stop
and I was first! The race was 90 laps long, so there was still a long time to go,
and I focused on remembering everything I had seen Fangio do; in those first
laps my Ferrari was much lighter than his Alfetta, so the time difference went
up, but when the fuel weight started to get equal the Alfettas started to fly;
Farina hit the fast lap for the race, but fortunately for me he had a breakdown
on lap 75 and had to retire.
I had been racing for over two hours and I was already enjoying the track; my
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Ferrari danced on the tarmac, taking advantage of our lower peak speed I could
brake less on entering the turns and exit them faster, so I managed to stabilise
the time difference with Fangio, whom I could not even see in my mirrors. In
fact, winning that race, the first F1 race I managed to finish, was much easier
than I could have imagined. I crossed the finish line 51 secs ahead of Fangios
Alfa Romeo, after 2 hours and 42 minutes of racing. When I got off the car thefirst person to congratulate me was Ascari, the man who could by right have
taken my place and who let me win; the second one was the master, my friend
Juan Manuel Fangio:
.- See Pepe, I told you, that you would wipe the f loor with us here.
I saw myself surrounded by fans who asked for my autograph and barely let me
walk. They were asking me, Pepe Gonzalez, for autographs in the presence of
Fangio, Ascari or Farina! When I arrived to the garage I saw Enzo Ferrari crying;
I thought that it was because of the emotion, the happiness of the first win forone of his cars. We all knew that Ferrari had learnt everything he knew in the
Alfa Romeo racing team, which he left to create his own Scuderia, leaving there
his friends, his colleagues, his teachers. But Don Enzos tears were of true
sadness; when he finally overcome his feelings, he told those around him:
.- I feel a great pain inside. I feel as if I had killed my mother.
- Back to Maranello
We went all together back to Maranello after the race. When the big red Ferrari
trucks were in sight of the town, we were greeted by the chime of the bells from
the bell tower of the Marano castle, which could be heard in the whole
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countryside. People left their work and came by the r oad, forcing the convoy to
reduce its speed to finally adjust to the pace of the townfolks. That was a
triumphal entrance indeed, men and women hug me, kissed me, I could see
tears in their eyes On that day I understood that I had entered the history of
Ferrari. Ever since that first race, every time a Ferrari wins a GP the bells of the
castle ring again so that the whole town of Maranello knows.Almost 21 years later, at the Argentinean GP that opened the 1972 season and
which took place in Buenos Aires, I remember that they took me to the starting
grid to greet the drivers. Most of them were youngsters who barely knew who I
was, until I saw one of them come running to me; he was the later 3-WDC,
Jackie Stewart. When he got up to where I was he gave me a b ig hug. I was a
bit surprised, because I didnt know the Scottish driver personally.
.- Seor Gonzlez, I have waited for a long time to finally meet you in person!
I was half confused, half embarrassed. Stewart probably noticed, because he
gave me a naughty smile, reached into his pocket and took out an old pic of me,
with my signature..- Do you remember this pic? I was 12 when I saw you win at Silverstone. I
fought with many other fans to get to you after the race and get your autograph.
If I am an F1 driver today is in a great part thanks to you. What a great victory
that one was!
The day after we arrived to Maranello, Enzo Ferrari called me to his office. I saw
he had a big pic of me crossing the finish line at Silverstone on the wall behind
his desk. He showed to me a pile of papers.
.- Gonzlez, this is your new contract. Sign it on the last page.
.- Thank you very much, mister Ferrari.
.- Arent you going to read it?
.- It is not necessary, I trust you.
.- OK; Ill summarise it for you. You will earn 6 million liras per year, you will be
able to choose the tyres you want on each race, and you will not have to give
your place on the race to any other driver in case of breakdown.
.- Thank you very much, mister Ferrari.
.- Thanks to you, Gonzlez. Trust me if I say that I will not forget you for as long
as I live.
.- Not at all, mister Ferrari, it is me who has to thank you. Trust me if I tell you
that Ferrari will become a great team and whole books will be written telling
your history, counting wins and more wins. I will just be Pepe Gonzalez, theArgentinean driver who will take the first row of that list of wins.