Miracle at Monaco: The Legend of Chapeau Noir FROM THE PUBLISHER
He punched the light at the end of the tunnel with such force that he thought he heard the walls of the tunnel collapse in his wake. To the viewer sitting still, the blur of his jet-black helmet extended, for an instant, the dark of the tunnel behind into the light of day. As his engine purred through the soaring bandwidth of it�s seventh and highest gear, the long, gray-streaked hair that ran out from under the back of his helmet beat wildly against the chassis of the black racer. While the driver could not notice the stunned silence brought about by the last announcement, what he did next caused the announcer to stop mid-sentence. And the gasp that issued forth from the crowd was of such strength that he thought he might have heard it..."
But even this was as nothing for what yet was to come.
In a monastery deep in the Carolina wilderness, a monk prepares for his ultimate destiny. A born racer, time, tragedy and a deep, religious faith have mellowed him to blot out almost completely his �World of Before� -- and the dreams of a much younger man. In an equally inauspicious district of Middle England, an eccentric car manufacturer puts the finishing touches on a career that parallels the automotive age. Accepting his familial role as purveyor of an exotic, handmade relic of a car in an age that had long since passed beyond the quaint, runabout world of his inventor-father, he now stands ready to watch his own son carry the banner of an impractical, but elegant classic into another century.
How the enigmatic monk and the eccentric carmaker combine forces to outwit and ultimately vanquish the world�s automotive powers at the world�s greatest race is a tale that will stay with you long after you read it.
Take a deep breath now... You will not have time to breathe during those fateful, final laps...
�What we have here is some wild combination of St. Francis of Assisi and Chuck Yeager! ...And, oddly enough, this one could outsell them all...�
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