The late 50's was an idyllic time in Motor Racing in So Cal. The perfectly located Riverside Raceway drew huge crowds to the annual Times G.P. to watch local guys who built their own cars take on the International Stars in their factory entries. It was a time of innocence and danger. Powerful, fast cars with no safety equipment other than the drivers helmet and driving skills.
I didn't buy the Sprints either. He wanted to sell his whole package, two beautiful identical nickle plated Rigids and all the gearing, tools, spares, oodles of stuff. It was a mistake not buying everything including the big red Maserati.
Another aside, my old friend Ron was Reventlow's next door neighbor in Pacific Palisades when he was kid
and looked after his horses when he was away, which was a lot. Ron tells great stories about the times and his famous neighbor. Reventlow was the heir to the Woolworths Company.
distributor on the west coast of the VW bug after the war.