by Nicolò Bertaccini
And now that's enough, this pebble is right to take it out of your shoes, Indeed, from the boots. Because there are a thousand documents around, all officers and on these appear only judgments: out of maximum time, retired, Disqualified, seventy-second with twenty-two finished at the finish line (!?). Instead, on Pink Lake and Dakar, in 1985 Beppe Gualini got there. That's it.. Certain, in his own way. But if you break an engine, you get towed, you fall into the sea, you pull spare parts i miss you were jeeg robot, then it's right that you're recognized what you've done.
Said, Year 1985, our Good Samaritan Gualini is riding a Yamaha Tenere set up with a kit Byrd. It has reached the penultimate stage, the Pink Lake and the finish line are one step away. It's not long, it's about managing what's left of the bike, an eye on out-of-time and it's done. The unexpected happens, Indeed, yet another unexpected. The bike stops. Beppe does a thousand checks, thousand checks but the bike no longer has any, the engine is gone, Cooked. It's not long, you can already smell saltwater but it's not enough. Beppe does not demur. He tries. From there on incredibly passes the byrd service truck (Belgarda Yamaha Racing Division) that "they didn't even stop, they knocked me down an engine and they left".
The truck was caught following the official drivers Belgarda, New but stops to figure out what Beppe needed. You need an engine, at one stage from arrival there is the possibility to unload one on the fly and let it try to mount it and make it work. A non-new engine, indeed a little’ undone. But with great merit: it would turn on and it worked. For Beppe starts a race against time, disassemble and reassemble in order to reach the limit. Then, after about twenty days of competition, with the bike that now stands together only by miracle and a physical fatigue that can hardly be imagined, ours starts to replace the engine of his Ténéré. Complex stuff in a workshop.
But Beppe has method, Knowledge, patience and inhuman strength. Replaces the engine and restarts. Certain, the bike starts again lightened by some useless infrastructure, as you can see in some photos. On the other hand, it's not like he could finish the commas., the important thing was to get to the bivouac with the bike on, then he could patch up further in view of the last day of the race. And we're on the fateful last day, the last stop, the one where in each driver's head echoes a single phrase "don't do shit". Yet, as we've seen happen for so many, the last km is always the most insidious.
Beppe runs with his Yamaha that now seems to have come out of the movie Mad Max. Runs along the wetdry, where the sand is more compact and easier to cross. Obviously an unexpected happens, otherwise it wouldn't be the Dakar. He's proceeding with two other pilots, are close enough. Suddenly an abnormal wave or in any case pushed a little’ further on the shoreline and here are the three who find themselves on the ground. Beppe takes a nice dip. He gets up biasing something in bergamo and tries to restart the bike by dumping anger and frustration on the starter pedal. Nothing. Try again and nothing. Try again with more and more anger until he breaks the kicksarter.
It's over., the bike no longer starts. Even if it's done by now, could load his bike on his shoulders and get to the finish line. Fate, however, did not end with Beppe and put another participant on the track. They tie the bike and yamaha gets carried away for a few meters. A hundred will be needed before a mumble and an outbreak announce the restart. The maneuver is not one of those prohibited, get help to start the bike is granted. It's done, the bike starts again and Beppe can take it to the finish line, holding your breath. Twenty-third recites the document in his hands. And in the end, among a thousand sites, thousand reportage, thousand official documents the only one that contains the truth, for us, is that of Gualini. He in the 1985 in Dakar we got there, within the time limit.