Brian Redman drove most of the race cars that made a deep impression on me in my youth, notably the Porsche 917 and the Lola T-330/332. His talent showed best in long races on the most difficult courses: Nurburgring, Spa, the Targa Florio. But I watched Formula 5000 races at Mid-Ohio in which he out-drove Mario Andretti, David Hobbs, Al Unser Sr., and several former Can-Am luminaries.
Race car drivers, generally, seem to me to be unimaginative and self-absorbed. They have an empathy deficit. And the more successful they are, the truer that is. Brian Redman is an exception to the rule. I love his skill as a story-teller: he humanizes the racing scene. When you think about one of his stories, you sometimes see that there's a point that applies outside of racing.
|Brian Redman in the prime of his racing career, with Jo Siffert at the Nurburgring, around the time he declined to test|
an early version of the Porsche 917 and maybe "die for the Fatherland" (see interview).