Auto Racing: So There, Chaps

It was supposed to be a private war —Ferrari v. Ford, just like last month's Daytona Continental. But then some interlopers appeared. There were the Ferraris and the Ford GTs, plowing around Sebring as if they had the course all to themselves, when all of a sudden — zip! zip! — a couple of monstrosities from Texas went scooting past.

With their sharklike snouts and flat fannies, the homemade Chaparrals of Oilman Jim Hall, 28, would not win any automotive beauty contests. Their Chevrolet engines put out 450 h.p. compared with 385 h.p....

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