What little history our sport has is concerned mainly with the records – who won and in what car. There is little that gives a feeling for the men – especially those men who did not, for whatever reason, attain international stardom. This is a pity. There have been remarkable men. It has been my good fortune that my life has been touched by several of them. One of the finest racing gentlemen I have known was the late Lorenzo Bandini.
In the days when European Formula Junior consisted of an international band of gypsies wandering from circuit to circuit from April through October, I became friends with Lorenzo. My equip consisted of myself (driver, mechanic, and engineer) and my wife, Jane (manager, secretary, and arranger of starting money, etc.). This scarcity of personnel, while unthinkable today, was not a major disadvantage. At the time both cars and engines were simple, no one had more than one mechanic, and we were young and ambitious. We kept going and were almost always competitive.
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