"Don't worry.|That guy's gotta see us"
These were the confident last words of the brilliant, young Hollywood star
James Dean
as he piloted his Porsche 550 Spyder race car
toward a date with death
along a lonely stretch of a California two-lane blacktop-
Route 466
The year: 1955
These were the confident last words of the brilliant, young Hollywood star
James Dean
as he piloted his Porsche 550 Spyder race car
toward a date with death
along a lonely stretch of a California two-lane blacktop-
Route 466
The year: 1955
The day: September 30.
The time:.......
Little Bastard...
James Dean's racing Porsche.
He named it after himself and had his racing number 130...
painted on it.
The time:.......
Little Bastard...
James Dean's racing Porsche.
He named it after himself and had his racing number 130...
painted on it.
the college student was on his way back home to Fresno for the weekend.
James Dean was on his way to an automobile race in Salinas.
Salinas was just a dusty town in Northern California.
The two would meet for one moment.
but it was a moment
that would create a Hollywood legend.
James Dean was on his way to an automobile race in Salinas.
Salinas was just a dusty town in Northern California.
The two would meet for one moment.
but it was a moment
that would create a Hollywood legend.
Rolf Vudrich...
was thrown from the Porsche...
and spent a year...
in the hospital...
recovering from his injuries.
Donald Turnipseed was found wandering around in a daze...
but basically unhurt.
James Dean died of a broken neck|and became immortal.
was thrown from the Porsche...
and spent a year...
in the hospital...
recovering from his injuries.
Donald Turnipseed was found wandering around in a daze...
but basically unhurt.
James Dean died of a broken neck|and became immortal.
