The last time I went to one of these races, one of the chariots crashed into a pillar. There was so much blood…Pomponia had to pick me up and carry me.
Triumphant and brutal masterpiece photograph of the winning charioteer crossing the finish line of the Circus Maximus.
He stands tall in his chariot, one arm raised to the cheering, blurred crowd, a primal roar of victory on his face. But his glory is stained: his face and tunic are covered in dirt and ...