TAMRACOUNDA – Top view Guinea is an emerald set in the desert. For the crews of the 11th Paris Dakar, though, is a green hell, furrowed from the red laterite trails are treacherous roads, fast but slippery. On his third impact with the jungle the most grueling rally the world has rediscovered that isn't just the Ténéré to suffer. Guinea if will remember long Clay Regazzoni, Claudio Terruzzi, but Spanish too Prieto, and the two good Samaritans from team Assomoto Giuseppe Cannella and David Parks.
Special inhuman: running for 24 hours in the Green hell
Were the latter, in fact to pull away from his Mercedes partially destroyed by a lump of Clay didn't take penalty rollover.
We were about a kilometre 270 of the Special – tell these two guys in their thirties, of Brescia – When on a fast track to hump hump, We saw a wheeled machine for air. It was in a pool of gasoline and Navigator who was already out, He was bleeding from his arm. We recognize him: It was Dane, Clay was still inside and was trying to get rid. Careless that time flowed, Joseph and David they accommodated Regazzoni outside of the machine, leaning on a Boulder because his wheelchair was destroyed, medicated and Dane.
No one stopped to help us out – remember the two – one threw us bottled water out the window.
Past people who had no problem of ranking… We do not understand, When everyone feels special samples.
It stopped, Instead, Claudio Terruzzi and Klaus Seppi. A history of Dakar, a snippet that, along with other, Rebuilds one of the toughest days of the rally.
É was a special inhuman – says bluntly Terruzzi, got to camp at night – before meeting Regazzoni I had seen all the colors. I ended up in a Ford at km 130 I was walking because my Cagiva went to a cylinder. Suddenly, While I was with the water for life. the engine is ' taken ' and slid to the bottom slippery. It took me an hour to draw out the bike from Ford, Thanks to the help of some guys who came from a nearby village, and with them I started to disassemble the bike to try to make it restart.
There are finally managed, but a flashback set fire to makeshift air filter and one of my helpers, afraid, threw a handful of Earth in Carburetors… Luckily while I was busy to disassemble everything again and got Sad, my assistance, with the car, that pulled me out. I was sad when he left behind say all these kids who had been busy to help me, but I more think when, in the dark I found myself having to do the track behind the car.
In a fuss that limited visibility to a few meters Terruzzi fell, hit a cow, and rebooted again pulling blindly, but he couldn't avoid the penalty.
And say – Remember – that was a great start… before me I only had two tracks. I must have been third before falling into the damn Ford… the road book was done by dogs, for a coat I have risked my dry skin in left turn, which then tumbled Magnaldi.
Sabri, that helped him in the evening with him at camp. Another piece fits into the puzzle of special Bamako – Labè.
We all had a deep Ford, us machines – fast assistance tells Cagiva – theno water there was the Nissan with Prieto. He couldn't go out. He was driving, While his second had dived to fix the slides under the wheels. Came and went, in that muddy water, when suddenly I heard him shout. Li per li didn't understand, then I saw him hold Prieto, that was in the water unconscious, for underarms. The muffler sfiatava inside the body and he, breathing carbon monoxide, He had fallen asleep, slumping driving. He had barely had the strength to open the door before you go wild in the water. Fortunately that, in all the confusion the Navigator if you noticed.
It's the day after tomorrow when, with a machine of doctors, get Regazzoni at the bivouac. Dirty, unshaven, is almost unrecognizable, but not tired, nor unpacked. The longest day of the Dakar will close in his story.
I can't figure out – He says shaking his head – We were fresh off the hardest part of special when in a straight Red Earth, the car got sideways. I checked for a while, but then I shot off. It stopped after four spins with the wheels in the air. Smelt of petrol and a priest moan. Then came the two Italian riders who helped me to get out.
While people continue to leave the special Clay speaks. Are the trucks that didn't made it in the night. Let's review the bivouac dark, devoid of light generators, and those few trucks arrived as a foothold for all. The special Bamako – Labè lasted exactly 24 hours. Nobody saw it coming so hard.