There are hundreds of episodes of Azzalin’s life on the field that he could describe as a player, such as the nights spent waiting for news of one of his creations, Gilles Picard’s bike, buried and hidden in the sand by the rider himself, who didn’t have the guts to burn it, executing the order imposed directly by Azzalin in case of failure and withdrawal from the race. Picard returned to the base camp with the coordinates of the place, but it took exactly six months before Azzalin could see the vehicle again, thanks to the kindness of the Tuareg prince, who knew that near the burial site, about 800 km from Agadez, there was a caravan of camels carrying salt, he had it loaded on the back of the poor animals and after about a month of crossing was embarked to Marseille.