I was a devoted and regular attendee at Le Mans in the late 80s and early 90s, having discovered it in the 70s on Saturday afternoon sports TV. From those very early days, I knew that I had to attend one day. From what I saw, it all looked and sounded like the ultimate car race… and the cars… well, just incredible. Road cars and prototypes all in it together in a madcap French extravaganza of spectacle, endurance and huge/dangerous speed differentials between the slowest and fastest cars.

I first got there in 1988 when the Silk Cut Jaguars beet the Porsches, ending the latters many year dominance of the race (and podium).

These images are from a few years later when I watched the start of the race on the pit straight. The reason for writing the article was basically because I was amazed at the quality (sharpness and definition) of the photographs when I was conscientious albeit a bit casual in my film development practice.

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