Driving south after Friday's pit walk I hit the first island after Mulsanne to see a convoy of Bentley's coming from the right.
The first ( vintage job ) carried on as he couldn't stop, the second - a new limo paused, moved forward, stopped again, moved forward and stopped before I put my hands in the air, allowing him to move forward safely to catch his mate, before I recognised Derek Bell in the passenger seat.
Yup... DB, Le Mans hero, outright winner, and motoring superstar but the look on his face showed that for once he knew FEAR as we nearly touched fenders !
All this happened an hour or so before being closely mown down in the village by Henri Pesc... on his Peugeot Speedflight scooter.
I wouldn't trust either of them above 30mph !
