Not only do you get Porsche 908s, Ford GT40s, and the like wailing through the turns; you also get the race-fevered crowds in their wine-soaked campgrounds, including women in those crazy proto-disco late-60s shades. Thanks, Scroggs!
Inspired from this film:
There once was race en Francais
During Summer, it was June (maybe May?)
The girls wore big glasses
and had tres belle asses
And the men drove around all damned day.
The Ford GT 40 was fast
The Porsches weren't sure they would last
The Ferraris had louvers
to help with maneuvers
but the officials were left all aghast
Okay, my limmericks suck (it's late and I'm tired from getting ready for LeMons in two weeks), so I'll stop. But I thought this post deserved a stab at some special commentary. Very cool documentary; thanks for finding and posting.