“What goes around comes around.” That, I believe, is a largely English way of referring to “life repeating itself,” or coincidences, or both. This is a bit of a story of automotive déjà vu.
In 1968, I made my first and most memorable visit to the Le Mans 24 Hour race. It was a peculiar year in many parts of the world, and student protests and changed election dates meant the race moved from its traditional spot in June to September. It was a race in which the much-loved Pedro Rodriguez and his co-driver Lucien Bianchi piloted a Ford GT40 with great smoothness and verve to an impressive win. I was on Mike Salmon’s signalling crew down at Mulsanne Corner and had a unique view of the cars. The Matra of Pescarolo and Servoz-Gavin spent many hours screaming around in 2nd place.
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