In the story no one wins, because Holgi's Mechanic forgot to put oil into the gearbox, so he crashed his motor and spread the parts all over the highway.

One of the old Hippies, who should help the makers of the race keeping the dragrace safe, opened his truck by accident and all the bales of straw (for saving the bends) fell onto the highway, so Werner came along and crashed into them.

Finally no one wins and both, Holgi and Werner, had to get up the tower and let themselves thrown with catshit. But the catshitthrowingmachine broke down and spread the well-smelling and hardly collected shit all over the spectators. Haha!

This story was really funny, "bikerish" and popular, so they started to build up the "Red Porsche Killer" in reality. The resonance on this was great, so they decided to make the whole story become true.

Finally they got a little airport as a dragstrip and roundabout 200.000 (!) bikers, car-fans and comic-freaks went to Hartenholm in August '88 (me, too) to see that crazy thing happen. 3 days of drinking, drinking and drinking, music-listening (Roger Chapman, BAP (well known german band) and others, made the whole thing a crazy event.

The race itself started on Sunday morning, sad but true the Porsche has won, because Rotger Feldmann, who rode the "Killer", started in the second gear and when he was in the last, he always tried to get the next gear in (instead of blowing the shit out of that great bike). Yep, that's it. Famous stories bout bikes, screwing on them, drinking beer and meeting friends is the whole thing the Werner-Comics were all about. Good fun. I prefer the "older" stories, they are more from the people's mouth. The older stories are (more or less) true stories.

Every biker finds similarities in the books, e.g. trouble with dumb policemen and the German TUV-Approval (who had not?)

I hope you can use my information (my English might be a bit "quaint") Greetings from Erlangen/Germany,

yours, Maddin