In spirit, Surtees belonged in Italy. When he joined the Ferrari team before the 1963 season, some didn’t take to him. He was inexperienced on four wheels, and yet, he was so fast he bruised many an ego. Unlike the prototypical Ferrari driver, he didn’t come from money. He was a gritty working-class bloke with icy blue eyes and a blazing temper, the first of a new breed of racing’s angry young men.
