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Best ones of all used to Marshals caught in the catch fencing!
At Silverstone we used to camp in the infield, & on a couple of occasions i can remember jumping down from the clubhouse @ Woodcote & getting entangled, much to the amusement of my equally drunken colleagues.
On a much more serious note, it was one of these same catch fencing posts that claimed Dick Parsons life (F3) in the mid 80's. This was my 1st but unfortunately not last fatality as a marshal.
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