[PeterAllen]

Don. I'll never forget the embarrassment I felt as an Australian when that idiot spectator in a Copper S crashed into Jules' great uncle, Lucien, the day before the finish of the London to Sydney Marathon (1968). I think it was somewhere in the Southern Highlands. Lucien was way ahead at the time and set for a certain victory.

Lucien tragically died at Le Mans the following year. He once drove a 250 GTO in the Tour de France (car version), an event he had won on three previous occasions.

Nice to see Daniel with his arm around Jules' mum at the tribute.

RIP, Lucien and Jules.