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The Curse of the Little Bastard

As we all know, James Dean died on September 30, 1955, at 24 years old and the wheel of his "Little Bastard", a name he named his latest acquisition, a Porsche 550 Spyder silver.'d just shoot his latest film Gigante, and to celebrate was to go along with his friend Rolf Wütherich mechanic at a car race near San Francisco. Never arrive, because along the way suffered a collision with another vehicle causing death. Although the irony of this accident is not to go to contest a race, but his last performance was in an advertisement in which he warned about the dangers of speed.



There are many myths about this actor, whose career is as successful as transient. This is not a story about the myth of actor James Dean or James Dean on the pilot, is about the legend surrounding his car, his Little Bastard.

The curse began the day of the accident that killed the actor, when they went to tow the Porsche on a truck driver was killed in this way. Then, a mechanic named George Barris bought the car.
When the car arrived at Barris garage, in a fatal accident fell on top of one of its employees, leaving the poor man with no legs. After the event Barris decided to sell it in pieces among racing fans. In 1956, the man who bought the motor car James Dean, died during his first race. On the other hand, who bought the transmission suffered another car accident that left him wounded. Another of the guests, the young man who kept the wheels, had an accident, which happened due to a defect in the tire rubber. Midfielder Dean's Porsche was the Barris himself. A young man tried to steal, and attempt to cut off the arm.



Barris, incredulous, tried by all means dispose of the car and gave it to an exhibition where the car fell off its stand hip snapping a teenager. When the car had to be moved back into a truck, the truck had an accident and their driver also died. Again, Barris loaned the car to an exhibition in Miami. The truck that transported it up there mysteriously disappeared. Never was heard of the Little Bastard of James Dean, and I think is the best thing ever happened to racing in the twentieth century.

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