By 1973, François Cevert was in ascendency; he had learned race craft from Tyrrell teammate and great friend, Jackie Stewart and discovered the rewards of a Formula 1 driver’s life, courtesy of Bridget Bardot. There wasn’t another driver of that era who better embraced the combination of a flat-out life style with intelligence and sure-to-be next World Champion talent. I had spent the entire morning making images of François, as I knew he would be inheriting Stewart’s team leadership in 1974. It wasn’t meant to be.
This is the final image ever made of François. Two minutes later, an accident in Watkins Glen’s Esses would take his life. He would have been France’s first World Champion and would have made a fantastic ambassador for the sport.