With Niki Lauda on the altars

In the Formula 1, the idol of those years was Niki Lauda, although to some accelerated friend we named him Fiti, for that supersonic Fittipaldi.


A every generation we have recorded the athletes who shone in our childhood. We grow up accompanied by his deeds and we give ourselves forever to his legend. Other better ones may come, but they will always be the first ones. Those of us who are hunting for the 50s grew up with the names of Muhammad Ali (in my house they always said Cassius Clay), Cruyff, Merckx, Borg, Nieto ... In Formula 1, the idol of the time was Niki Lauda, although to some accelerated friend we named him Fiti, for that glorious Fittipaldi. Then the F1 did not have the current tracking in España, but its protagonists came to us wrapped in an aura of heroes. Then there were other illustrious champions: Prost, Senna, Schumacher, Alonso, Hamilton ... But our list of the Gothic kings began with Lauda.

Ya in full youth, a song of the jokers and sometimes faltones The Petersellers recovered us to the myth with a parody of his terrible accident at Nürburgring. More recently, the film Rush also rescued us that chapter, in full competition with the dissolute and great James Hunt, its antithesis in the circuits. Lauda was resurrected in 1976, he came back to life after receiving the extreme unction in the hospital. His heroic reappearance 40 days later to defend his leadership is part of the great feats of sports history. The Austrian won three times the World , although when you get close to the Formula 1 they teach you that it is not always the best who has the most titles. Niki Lauda does live in our altar of motorsport. And so we want to remind you, now that you have started in search of Hunt.



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