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Having literally just scanned these from 1994, I couldn't resist posting them. That year we walked out through the front door of the Restaurant des 24 Heures and watched the cars race by just a few metres away with pretty well nothing for protection if there had been an accident. Not a gendarme in sight. The four guys there are 'Tourists'. I know others who went years before will talk of just leaning on the straw bales, but I remember being very excited on this occasion to be so close to the action. These days, with all the debris fencing, its just a pipedream....
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