Many years ago I asked Derek Bell to name his proudest moment in racing, obviously expecting him to recall one of five Le Mans wins, four of which came in Porsches, or one of his two sports car world championships or perhaps even the day he became a works Ferrari F1 driver.
Until he told me it was sharing the podium at Le Mans thirty years ago this year with his son Justin, having come third in a race bad luck alone meant they had not won. I felt like a twit. What father would not have such a moment up there among the highlights of even a career as stellar as his? Until…
…until he said with that irrepressible Derek twinkle in his eye, ‘but I didn’t think the Alfa at Spa was too bad either…’
Alfa Romeo Owners Club | Bonneville Chapter 