“Since his cars were so directly an extension of [Enzo] Ferrari’s own being, to admit fault in them was to admit fault in himself. That was something he could not do. As I look back, all my years at Ferrari seemed to be a macabre dance, by everyone concerned, to avoid blame. The mechanics, the engineers – yes, even the drivers. No one wanted to be stuck with mea culpa.”
Phil Hill’s words, in the seminal text Ferrari: The Man, The Machines, edited by Stan Grayson, could be applied to any era within Ferrari’s long and tumultuous history. But perhaps none more so than the three febrile years preceding Enzo Ferrari’s death in the summer of 1988.
The ‘Old Man’ spent a lifetime playing both his underlings and men…
