Today, I lost something that, to me, is as identifiable to racing as an a white ball with red stitching is to baseball or the pig is to football.
It was something that had been to victory lane at the Indianapolis 500 in nine of my twenty-two races. It had been driven around the world by names such as:
Sure, it evolved over the years, but today Team Penske unveiled their new livery and (at least as far as I know) the classic Marlboro paint scheme has exited racing entirely.
You will be missed.
Update: George wrote about 20,000 words expressing the same feelings a while back. Also, my calculations are that the Marlboro scheme had a 50% success rate at Indianapolis when qualified.