NP but a Krupp and a rocket and the abyss for Keith Richards
Joe Allonby
joeallonby at gmail.com
Mon Nov 15 07:52:57 CST 2010
Just read this bit myself. Keith's observations are often surprising.
Sounds like a great guy to have a pint with.
On Sun, Nov 14, 2010 at 7:46 AM, Mark Kohut <markekohut at yahoo.com> wrote:
> On pages 231-232, if you just want to check out the story in a bookstore or
> library,
> in Keith Richards' Life there is a near-death driving experience
> that has some resonant stuff.
>
> It is 1967. Keith, a great night-driver, is driving a few to Tangier over one of
> those
> mountain roads with hairpin turns above a half-mile of 'forget-about-it'. One of
> the passengers is
> a Krupp heir: Arndt Krupp von Bohlen und Halbach, and "a degenerate even by my
> standards"--KR
>
> Suddenly two motorcycles are coming at him. He grazes one, they "go bananas"
> then there is a truck in the middle of the road. WTF? He has one wheel over the
> abyss,
> just manages to save them, they see "a huge missile, a rocket on the
> truck"...."And seconds
> later, booom. It went over. We hear this huge crash and explosion." ...."it was
> so fast I don't
> think they knew what happened. This was a long, big motherfucker, an articulated
> truck. "
>
> "Just drove on. Foot down. Deal with the hairpins." ..."I was expecting NATO on
> my tail or something,
> at least an immediate military response, helicopters
> and searchlights. The next day we're looking in the papers. Not a mention.
> Falling down a cliff
> into an abyss astride a third world rocket would have been a sad end, perhaps
> the only fitting send-off
> for the heir to the Krupps armaments fortune."
>
>
>
>
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