Maybe it was the pink flying pig, it’s shape, the “we will do whatever it takes” attitude, or that is was the best card in my favourite pack of top trumps, but I have always had a soft spot for the 917. Watching the 1971 film “Le Mans” much later cemented that, in spite of, or probably because of the lack of a real plot, I was just happy to hear the roar of the engines. This is probably my favourite sports car of all time, very fast and very dangerous to drive.
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