But for motorcycles, the track was notoriously unsafe. It was full of sand that flew up into your face, and little chunks of clotted, oiled dirt were missing along the straightaways. On warm afternoons, the top of the banked curves would sweat oil, which oozed down onto the track’s lower sections, making some parts slippery while others buckled-up. "You had to find the right groove, and stay in it," said Armando Magri's brother Ernie, who rode practice laps but did not compete. "It was flat-out dangerous," said Magri.