Sicily’s wild old Targa Florio rates as one of the most appealingly primitive speed events I’ve ever been to. Most race organizers strive to spread a frosting of civility over this nutty-fruitcake business, but they don’t seem to worry about that in Baja, nor did I see much of it my one time at the Safari rally.
The Targa was equally untamed. Looking back on three trips there, my prime memories are things like…
