MONZA AT NIGHT

In­cred­i­ble pho­tog­ra­phy of an af­ter-hours Au­to­dromo – as you’ve never seen it be­fore

F1 Racing - - CONTENTS - PIC­TURES THOMAS BUT­LER

Giuseppe, Al­berto, Wolf­gang, Jochen, Ron­nie… Who knows ex­actly where Monza’s ghosts gather at the end of an­other Septem­ber day? But whether vis­i­ble or not, their pres­ence is al­ways felt: a fin­ger­nail down the spine; a fris­son for the senses. The masses with their ban­ners and Cavallino Ram­pante ags will have long de­parted – sat­is­fied, per­haps, that Fer­nando is on pole, or that Kimi has taken an against-the-odds podium. And in leav­ing, they’ve handed this brood­ing cathe­dral of speed – La Pista Mag­ica – back to its right­ful own­ers: those who died driv­ing rac­ing cars here.

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