(Enjoying this Hollywood parody.) Yeah, or where his head's at. Anyway, the criticism doesn't bother me. FADE OUT.
Fade in on low-level shot of a blacktop racetrack, the rising heat waves distorting what seems to be an approaching red dot. Swiftly and noisily the dot takes shape as a race car, a shining Chevrolet Monza. We hear the driver pop it down through the gears, and the car stops at the camera. Most of the driver's face is obscured by his crash helmet, but the famous teeth, bared in an exuberant grin, tell us who it is. A square-jawed man with a stopwatch leans in the window and talks to the driver, who's zapping the engine all the while. When the man straightens, the Monza peels away in a burst of red, fishtailing a bit, the tires trailing smoke. The camera closes in on the man with the watch.
This gentleman is Chris Cord, who is 40 years old, an investment banker, a brilliant builder of race cars and a member of an authentic U.S automotive dynasty. He is a grandson of E.L. Cord, who designed the fabulous Cord automobile in 1929. Chris Cord is the owner, director and guiding force of a two-car GT-class team on the International Motor Sports Association's endurance circuit. The cars are built at Cord's shop in Los Angeles: 200-mph creatures that are a joy to behold. These people are serious; they're not candy-tails playing at racing. The cars are expensive—$150,000 each—and are sponsored by Budweiser. This is the only U.S. team left on a circuit now dominated by factory-supported Porsches and BMWs and Lord knows what all—and the promising new driver on this team is Jenner, who is, we guess, about as U.S. as you can get.
No question about it, Jenner's athletic background seems to uniquely qualify him to be a race driver. But beyond this native ability, he has the chemistry to drive well. That is, he adapts well to intense pressure....
(The car flashes past the camera again in a smear of bright red, and briefly, subliminally, we see the driver flash Cord a thumbs-up signal.)
This has been a shakedown season for these cars; they're very exotic, a combination of power and delicacy. By next season, hopefully with Bruce in our crew, we expect to be very competitive, a force on this circuit.
(Interrupting.) Do you happen to have one of your grandfather's Cord cars?
I do, indeed. A 1937 Supercharged Sportsman 812.1 drive it regularly.