“When I stopped at the pits to refuel [Ferrari team manager] Ugolini told me to hand over my jewel to Alberto Ascari after his own car had broken. It was understandable. Ascari was more experienced in the Grand Prix arena than I. It was obviously more sensible to let him take over. But at the time I was mystified and wounded. I assumed I had failed one of Ferrari’s mysterious tests. Yet nobody would tell me where I had failed.
“I was just as puzzled when Enzo Ferrari sent for me after that race. Puzzled and timid, for Ferrari was a powerful, experienced man of the world while I had only recently arrived in Europe. I had no idea how to address the ’sacred monster’ of the motoring world when I was led into his office. I managed to say ‘Good morning’ in Spanish and then stood there speechless, wondering why I was there and what to do next. Don Enzo, realising my embarrassment, helped me out by smiling and shaking my hand. And to my utter amazement he – the greatest figure in world motor racing – actually congratulated me for what I had done at Reims. I was even more astounded when he suddenly asked me: ‘Would you like to sign a contract to drive for the Ferrari team?’ I can feel even now the almost painful thumping of my heart. ‘This just isn’t true’, I told myself.
“Two weeks later, the Silverstone race took place. In the pre-race studies, normal at Maranello, we were sure that if we didn’t win, Fangio would just barely overtake us…”
He had vivid memories of race day: “I qualified fastest, on the front row with Fangio, Ascari and Farina. I planned to grab the lead right away. The four of us in front fell back a bit, and the three from the second row overtook us. I tried to drive as fast as I could. After four or five laps I took the lead. I wasn’t worried about the Alfas being close behind.
“Silverstone was where Ferrari took off. The victory, eagerly awaited, was like a blessing”
“The race was 90 laps, and by lap 40, Fangio was the only one who had been able to keep up with me. We ran together for about 60 or 70 laps. I wasn’t playing it safe at all, and I wasn’t even testing Fangio, and I don’t think he was either; we were both driving as fast as we could.
“I stopped around lap 75. We decided to keep the same tyres and only put in about 20 litres of fuel… the race was already in the bag. Actually, I could almost say I was sure of winning when I took the lead and realised that the only one who could follow me was Fangio and he had to stop for fuel…
At one point, I saw Fangio coming up behind me and closing in, but then I realised he couldn’t overtake me. Then suddenly my rear-view mirror showed a red car, growing bigger and bigger. A signal from my pit as I shot past told me it was Fangio’s Alfa Romeo. ‘“Pepito”, don’t do anything foolish. Don’t panic. Even Fangio will have to re-fuel.’ That, and the fact that we had a lap advantage over everyone else, made me very calm.
A nine-and-a-half-tenths display of driving by ‘Pepe’ in the 1951 British GP was enjoyed by Motor Sport’s Jenks
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“One time I took a corner too fast and hit the straw bales. But this made me keener than ever and I set off again after Fangio. I began to close on him, and around lap 39, I eventually took him. Towards the end of the race I was more than a minute ahead.
“The deciding factor was the faith that Enzo Ferrari instilled in all his drivers, his desire to beat the Alfas… and the superior torque of our engine. For my part, I gave it my all on a track where I felt comfortable and to which my Ferrari was very well suited.
“I was surprised to find a photo of me winning at Silverstone already on the office wall behind Ferrari’s desk. He insisted I autograph it…
“Silverstone was where Ferrari took off” he would continue.“Things hadn’t been going very well financially, and the victory, which was so eagerly awaited… was like a blessing.”
Pampas Bull González was never a tough guy. Where Fangio was incredibly phlegmatic, his young friend was highly emotional. At the Silverstone presentation, as the Argentine flag was raised he broke down and sobbed. It was much the same when he won there again in 1954. But worse followed. In practice for the ’54 German GP at the Nürburgring, his great friend and compatriot Onofre Marimón – then leading the Maserati team – crashed fatally. Agonising photos were taken of González crying his eyes out on Fangio’s shoulder. He would remember “That broke me… and I couldn’t recover”.
In 1952, when he and Fangio signed to drive the BRM V16s, the Bourne team took them for lunch at the George Hotel in nearby Stamford. On a wall there hung a portrait which V16 engineer Tony Rudd recalled as showing The Fat Boy of Peckham. It was in fact local giant and genial jailer, 52-stone Daniel Lambert. Fangio nudged González and pointed, “They’ve got your picture already”. Everyone roared…
The Great Gonzo indeed.