1982 Lancia Rally 037 It’s midnight in late January and there’s a clear sky overhead with thousands of twinkling stars and a full moon. The white light is intensified by the deep snow lying all around. Despite the biting cold there is a buzz in the air as hundreds of speculatory conversations about who’s going to win and who’s already retired are carried on among the Monte Carlo spectators high up on the Col du Turini in the Alps Maritime….
