The Volkswagen may be the most practical invention since the zipper. It goes almost everywhere, and it does almost anything. It never touches a drop of water, and sips gasoline daintily, as if through a straw. It is a durable first car, a dependable second car, a disposable station car, a playpen for the kids, and a kennel for the family dog. Now the Volkswagen has a new, bolder occupation: it is off to the race track—squealing brakes, crashing gears, smoking tires and all.
To sports-car buffs with pinched pockets and Mittyesque visions of checkered flags, Volkswagen racing is serious business....