Many people ask me what drew me to racing in general, and I always remember that first time when I really found the excitement and attraction of motorsport. It was thanks to Ayrton Senna back in 1988, when he was driving that wonderful Marlboro-liveried McLaren-Honda MP4-4 around the streets of Monte Carlo before plunging into the barriers just before the tunnel.
Back then as an impressionable 11-year-old, there was no need to worry about the political issues that may have dominated the sport, the inter-team rivalries and the fact that one team was dominant above all the rest, including Maranello’s “Prancing Horse.”
That sound of a V6 turbo engine and the screeching of the rubber...
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