A110 1800 Gr. IV "1973 ALPINE RALLY"

Jürgen Clauss
Jul 1, 2022
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HISTORY

1973 FIA WORLD RALLY CHAMPIONSHIP

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ALPINE - THE BLUE RIDERS

THE TRIUMPHAL MARCH IN THE 1973 WORLD RALLY CHAMPIONSHIP

1973 – A Year That Made History.

At the urging of manufacturers like Fiat and, most notably, Alpine Renault, the World Rally Championship (WRC) was born. At last, there was to be an official stage for the great heroes of drifting, battling the elements, the terrain and

the clock. And no one was better prepared for this new chapter of motorsport than Alpine.

Led by the visionary Jacques Cheinisse, Alpine assembled an elite group of French rally aces—men with petrol in their veins, ready to teach the world a lesson with their light, agile, and brutally fast Berlinettes. Names like Bernard Darniche, Jean-Luc Thérier and Jean-Pierre Nicolas became legends. Backed by drivers such as Jean-François Piot, Jean-Claude Andruet and Swedish ace Ove Andersson, the blue phalanx advanced from rally to rally—relentless, fast, unstoppable.

The calendar was packed with classics. Monte Carlo, Sweden, the East African Safari, the Acropolis Rally, the Austrian Alpine Rally and the RAC Rally in Britain—events that pushed man and machine to their absolute limits. Alpine took on ten of these brutal challenges with a total of 17 factory-entered Berlinettes, including the legendary car bearing the plate number 9846 HL 76, heroically driven by Thérier and Nicolas.

The response to this challenge? A triumphal procession. Alpine won 6 out of 10 rallies, an astounding success rate that left no doubt: the blue riders had come to conquer. And conquer they did.

In the end, France stood at the top. With its "Blue Riders," Alpine-Renault claimed the very first Constructors’ World Rally Championship title—a glorious culmination of years of engineering brilliance, driving mastery, and unshakable passion.

1973 wasn’t just a year—it was the birth of a legend. And Alpine was its beating heart.

1973 FIA WORLD RALLY CHAMPIONSHIP

1973 POLAND RALLY

12-15 JULY 1973

XXXIII POLISH RALLY

A HELLRIDE THROUGH MUD AND CHAOS

The 1973 Polish Rally—Rajd Polski—was no ordinary round of the World Rally Championship.

It was a merciless trial, a monumental endurance test

for man and machine, an inferno of mud, speed and destruction. Those who entered didn’t step into a paddock, they entered a battlefield.

The 33rd edition of this rally classic took place shortly after devastating floods had ravaged large parts of the country. But cancellation? Unthinkable. The rally went ahead and became the stuff of legend. A staggering 3,912 kilometers had to be conquered, including 55 special stages covering 734 kilometers, scattered across a flood-ravaged nation where roads had turned into rubble fields.

Even the liaison sections were a challenge. Teams raced across a Poland in crisis at average speeds exceeding 120 km/h on public roads. Potholes, debris, mud, and improvised detours lined the route—survival demanded not only skill, but nerves of steel and more than a touch of madness.

Out of 62 starters, only six cars made it to the finish and only three finished within the time limit. Three. The rest—retired, stranded, defeated. It was a rally of heroes and heartbreak.

In the end, German driver Achim Warmbold triumphed, finishing an astonishing 2 hours and 47 minutes ahead of the runner-up—a gap almost unfathomable in today’s rallying world. This was no mere victory, it was a show of overwhelming force.

For Alpine and its "Blue Riders" the Rajd Polski became a bitter lesson. Even a team that had conquered legends like Monte Carlo, Morocco, or the Acropolis could stumble in the depths of Eastern Europe. But this, too, is part of rally history and of the Alpine legend—you fight, you fall

and you rise again.

The 1973 Polish Rally—this was no race. It was war and only the toughest survived.

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Jean-Luc Theriér

THE LOST WORLD CHAMPION OF HEARTS

In the wild, untamed world of early rallying, when roads were ruled by mud, snow and dust and courage mattered as much as skill—few embodied the spirit of the sport like Jean-Luc Thérier.

He wasn’t just fast—he was magical.

Fans adored him, rivals respected him—Thérier was a natural talent, a genius behind the wheel who drove with instinct rather than data. In an era when Alpine-Renault was conquering the rally world, Thérier stood at the spearhead of the famous “Blue Riders.” Behind the wheel of the low-slung Berlinette A110, he was a virtuoso. He danced the car through corners as if physics didn’t apply. Oversteer wasn’t a mistake—it was his signature. And he didn’t do it for the stopwatch alone, he did it for the love of driving.

Training? He viewed it skeptically. Theory? Not his style. But when the flag dropped, Thérier became a force of nature. Gravel, snow, tarmac—it made no difference. He was the all-rounder who made waves in 1970 with victories at the San Remo Rally and the Acropolis Rally. And in 1973, alongside his comrades Jean-Pierre Nicolas and Bernard Darniche—the famed “Three Musketeers”—Thérier led Alpine-Renault to capture the very first Manufacturers' World Rally Championship.

Had there been an official drivers’ championship back then—Thérier would have been its first world champion.

But the title remained a dream, frozen in an era that deserved him, but never officially crowned him.

Jean-Luc was more than a driver. He was a bon vivant, a charmer, a gourmet with a mischievous smile. But fate showed no mercy. A disappointing stint at Toyota in the late '70s was followed by a near-comeback at the 1985 Paris-Dakar—until a crash in a humble Citroën Visa changed everything. A broken body, a paralyzed arm and a life forever overshadowed by past glory.

Yet even when life struck him down, Jean-Luc Thérier remained unforgettable. A man who drove through hell with a smile. An artist on wheels. A lost world champion whom history now rightly places among the greatest.

On July 31, 2019, at the age of 73, he took his final bow.

But in the hearts of all who ever watched him on a rally stage, he lives on—as the man who turned rallying into art.

MUD BATTLE WITHOUT A HAPPY ENDING

The 1973 Polish Rally – an epic feat of strength, a nightmare on four wheels, a brutal ordeal ruled mercilessly by mud and exhaustion. And at the heart of it: Jean-Luc Thérier, the French high-flyer who had already secured half of Alpine’s wins that season and seemed unstoppable on his path to world championship glory.

Thérier was the dazzling center of the Blue Riders, the man with the golden throttle foot and an instinctive feel for any terrain. Snow, asphalt, gravel – it didn’t matter. Thérier didn’t just drive;

he celebrated speed. Usually without hours of preparation, but with unrelenting talent and a driving style that astonished spectators and rivals alike.

At the XXXIII Rajd Polski, he held a solid second place behind German factory driver Achim Warmbold for a long stretch, a strategic masterclass in a race where only three cars would ultimately be classified. But then came the fateful 50th special stage. His co-driver, the experienced Christian Mahé, exhausted from the grueling previous days, misread the start time. A small lapse in concentration in a sea of focus and the drama took its course.

But Thérier wouldn’t be Thérier if he had simply given up. Fueled by rage, pride, and all his driving brilliance, he pushed his Berlinette through the final six stages – not just to survive, but to attack.

He made up over 30 minutes and crossed the finish line with a lead that, even in this madness of a rally, had to be considered a heroic feat.

But the regulations were merciless. Disqualification – for a simple human error. No trophy, no podium, no happy ending.

What remains is a story only rallying could write: of triumph and tragedy, of superhuman skill and the relentless cruelty of the rules.

Jean-Luc Thérier left Poland in 1973 not as a winner – but as a legend. In the hearts of the fans, he had long since won.

„YOU CAN`T MAKE A SAFARI HERE - POLAND IS NOT AFRICA“

When Alpine Renault entered the 1973 World Rally Championship with a brand-new fleet of 17 factory-prepared Berlinettes, no one could have predicted what awaited the car with the license plate 9846 HL 76 on its first outing.

The stage for its debut, round 7 of the championship – the Rajd Polski. A trial by fire that would eclipse all previous rallies.

Newly liveried in a light-blue factory Renault scheme with colorful accents, the Alpine A110 stood ready to earn its stripes on European soil. Jean-Luc Thérier and his brilliant co-driver Alain Mahé took the wheel – full of anticipation, perhaps a touch of recklessness, but certainly without the slightest idea that they were about to fight their way through

a rally that resembled an African safari more than a Central European competition.

Because Poland 1973 was too much of everything. Too many kilometers, too many stages, too many destroyed roads. Too little organization. Still reeling from severe floods, the route was a labyrinth of mud, fallen trees, makeshift detours, and sheer exhaustion. The Polish organizers tried everything to host a world-class event and drowned in chaos.

It became the most brutal European rally in decades.

And at its center: the virgin 9846 HL 76, with Thérier at the wheel – a man who loved gravel, mud, and snow but was no fan of senseless chaos. It quickly became clear: this wasn’t a rally, it was a fight for survival. And in bitter irony came the now-famous remark:

“You can’t make a Safari here – Poland is not Africa.”

But the mud, the chaos and the hardships made it exactly that. A safari – just without zebras, but with broken differentials, overwhelmed crews and desperate organizers. Thérier and Mahé fought, dazzled on the stages, and drove as if from another world, until one single timing error on the 50th special stage shattered the dream.

Despite a furious final sprint and a lead of over 30 minutes: disqualification.

What remained? No trophy, no glory on paper.

But a car, a number, a name – 9846 HL 76, the Berlinette that not only survived its trial by fire but became a legend.

1973 FIA WORLD RALLY CHAMPIONSHIP

1973 AUSTRIAN ALPINE RALLY

12-16 SEPTEMBER 1973

The name sounds like a promise: Alpenfahrt – conjuring images of majestic mountain roads, alpine passes, snowy ditches and spectacular descents through the heart of the Alps. But in 1973, when the legendary Austrian Alpine Rally became part of the brand-new World Rally Championship for the first time, the route didn’t run through the high Alps at all – but 26 kilometers south of Vienna, around the historic spa town of Baden. The beauty of the landscape, however, did not diminish the toughness of the competition. Thirty-one special stages over 324.5 kilometers awaited – a challenge that demanded precision and consistency above all else.

GLORY, GRIT AND MOUNTAIN AIR

In this crucial chapter of the season, Alpine Renault sent only two factory cars to Austria – not out of weakness, but as a clever tactical move. Jean-Luc Thérier, the great champion of the “Blue Riders,” took a break to shine at the Tour de France in his home country.

His regular co-driver, Alain Mahé, stayed on duty and joined Bernard Darniche in car number 6996 HM 76, an Alpine A110 1800 with the prestigious starting number 2. A duo known for both elegance and aggression.

The second Berlinette, 9846 HL 76, was no stranger, it had already made history at the brutal Polish Rally. Now Jean-Pierre Nicolas and his skilled co-driver Michel Vial took the wheel, with starting number 11. Two cars – four men –

one mission: to further cement Alpine’s dominance in international rallying.

Even though the Alpenfahrt didn’t offer monumental elevation changes, it was technically demanding, with tricky corners, fast sections, and tight timing. It was a game of seconds, a rally for the sensitive touch – not just for daredevils. Darniche and Nicolas understood that; they drove not only fast but smart, with elegance and precision.

The 1973 Austrian Alpine Rally may not have been as spectacular as Monte Carlo or Morocco, but it marked a milestone in Alpine’s discipline and maturity. It showed that the French Berlinettes didn’t just shine on exotic terrain –

they were also unmatched in tactical finesse on European soil.

Two Berlinettes, a French mission, and the echo of engines ringing through the hills of Baden.

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JEAN PIERRE NICOLAS

THE STRATEGIST AMONG THE MUSKETEERS

If there was one man in the golden era of French rallying who drove not just with heart but with his head, it was Jean-Pierre Nicolas – a musketeer with intellect, a tactician with petrol in his veins, a man who often stood in the shadow of the spotlight yet remained unforgettable.

Born in southern France, amidst the scent of oil and the sound of wrenches, Nicolas grew up in the workshop of his father Georges – a mechanic who himself occasionally drove a factory Renault. Barely of age, Jean-Pierre was already riding shotgun beside his father, soaking it all in – the tech, the speed, the passion. At just 19, he drove his first factory car in the legendary Liège-Sofia-Liège rally, and it was clear: this man belonged behind the wheel.

It was Jacques Cheinisse, Alpine-Renault’s visionary team boss, who recognized in Nicolas something you can’t teach: instinct, awareness, nerves of steel. Alongside Jean-Luc Thérier and Jean-Claude Andruet, he became part of that legendary formation later known as “The Three Musketeers” – the core of the French armada that won the inaugural World Rally Championship for Manufacturers in 1973.

At just 23, Nicolas earned his factory contract and repaid the trust with performance. In Portugal, he claimed a sensational second place. And on the hot tarmac of Corsica at the 1973 Tour de Corse, he took a breathtaking victory that forever linked his name with the "Island of the Devil."

Nicolas was never the showman like Thérier, nor the wild man like Darniche – but he was reliable, tough, smart. When others gave up, he was still standing. When it mattered, you could count on him. That’s why, for years, he was regarded within the team as “the last lifeline” – not as an insult, but with deep respect.

Despite his loyalty to Renault, it wasn’t until 1978 that he received the global recognition he had long deserved:

in a magical year, he won Monte Carlo, the Safari, and the Rallye Côte d’Ivoire – three of the toughest rallies in the world, conquered with style, intelligence, and iron resolve.

After retiring, he became a driving force behind the scenes: he shaped Peugeot Sport, helped the 205 T16 become a legend, and in 1985 took over customer racing – with the same ambition that had once driven him through dust, mud, and snow.

Jean-Pierre Nicolas was never a loud hero – but one who endured.

An architect of success, a gentleman of the sport.

A man whose heart beats for rallying – from day one to this very day.

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DISPUTES, PROTESTS AND A FINISH FOR THE AGES

WHEN TACTICS MEET TECHNOLOGY AND DRAMA MEETS TRIUMPH

The 1973 Austrian Alpenfahrt was more than just another stage in the World Championship season, it was a dramatic theatre of tactics, technology, and triumph; a chapter filled with suspense, strategic moves and a finish that would go down in history.

After the brutal ordeal of the legendary Polish Rally, which pushed both man and machine to their absolute limits, the mud-scarred 9846 HL 76 wasn’t retired – it was reborn. In the factory workshops, it received a completely overhauled Mignotet engine – unit MS 19 – the same type that had already proven its worth in the Monte Carlo Rally and the TAP Rallye de Portugal in a sister Berlinette.

A unique detail was a special air filter that fed fresh air directly from the cabin into the engine, a measure aimed at providing just a bit more durability under tough conditions. Even the lightweight underbody protection that once withstood the Acropolis Rally was refitted - the Alpine was ready for the next attack.

But the rally around Baden near Vienna didn’t begin on the stages, it began at the negotiating table. Alpine team manager Jacques Cheinisse, known for his uncompromising passion, found himself in the crossfire.

Protests and disputes accompanied the start, triggered by a blockade action against what was perceived as an unfair competition ruling. Tensions flared, pressure mounted, but when it mattered, the road did the talking once again.

Jean-Pierre Nicolas, the cool strategist among the Musketeers, piloted the revitalized 9846 HL 76 with precision and elegance through the treacherous stages. In the end, he secured a strong fifth overall, once more proving the value of consistency.

But the real highlight unfolded at the front, and it bore the signature of Bernard Darniche. In a battle with the powerful Saab of Per Eklund, who long looked like the sure winner, Darniche unleashed a driving masterclass over the final kilometers. The difference at the finish? A ridiculous 1.1 seconds – a blink of an eye, yet enough to make history.

Thus, the 1973 Alpenfahrt became a rally of contrasts. Politics in the paddock, perfection on the stages. Strategy, technology and finally, the sheer madness of a photo finish.

Once again, Alpine Renault proved: where passion, precision and courage meet, rallying becomes legend.

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1973 FIA WORLD RALLY CHAMPIONSHIP

1973 RAC RALLY

17-21 NOVEMBER 1973

RALLY OF GREAT BRITAIN

QUEEN OF THE BRITISH GRAVEL ROADS

The RAC Rally, the legendary British rally, is not just a race, it’s a spectacle of unmatched fascination that captivates the motorsport world year after year.

In 1973, it was the season’s grand finale –

a stage where the world’s best rally drivers gathered to defend or claim their championship crown.

What makes the RAC Rally so unique? It’s the combination of challenging roads winding through the British state forests and the incredible reputation it has earned over the years. These roads, with their finely carved curves and treacherous bumps, seem purpose-built to be tackled at full throttle, a paradise for fast rally cars and drivers with nerves of steel.

Though other rallies like the Safari have their own exotic appeal, the RAC Rally sits atop the wish list of every driver – amateur or professional. It is the ultimate test of skill, bravery and endurance.

In recent years, the rally’s massive success also brought challenges. Once followed by a small group of enthusiasts, tens of thousands of spectators now lined the stages. The event became one of the world’s largest motorsport spectacles, a magnet for fans and media alike.

Organizationally, the 1973 RAC Rally still wasn’t on the same level as events like Morocco, the Austrian Alps,

or the Thousand Lakes, but the improvements over previous years were clearly visible. The event had become more professional, the driver lineup more elite, and the atmosphere electric.

The RAC Rally 1973 was more than just a race. It was a triumph of rallying, a battleground of champions, a living testament to why Britain is the beating heart of the rally world.

RIEN NE VA PLUS

THE END FOR 9846 HL 76 AT THE RAC RALLY 1973

After shining as a star at the Paris Motor Show in early October 1973, the legendary 9846 HL 76 was sent by Jacques Cheinisse to the quiet town of York in Great Britain, together with 2462 HN 76 – ready to make history at the prestigious RAC Rally.

Jean-Luc Thérier, the master at the wheel, started with number 3 and had the event firmly under control. But England proved a merciless battleground for the Renault champ. Mechanical issues shattered the dream of glory. The much-praised distributor drive broke and with it, all hopes of another triumph.

From Thérier’s point of view, the story of this RAC Rally was quickly told. Full commitment, great fighting spirit – and then the inevitable end. Though well positioned, his Berlinette had to retire early.

In the end, only 2462 HN 76 remained. Driven by Jean-Pierre Nicolas, it finished a respectable fifth overall, a solid but bittersweet result for Alpine Renault in this round.

Rien ne va plus – no more bets. The cards had been played, the dice had fallen and 9846 HL 76 suffered its greatest defeat in England. Yet passion and fighting spirit remained unbroken, for every setback was only the harbinger of future victories.

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SECOND LIFE IN HUNGARY

THE LEGACY OF 9846 HL 76 IN HUNGARY

ATTILA FERJÁNCZ AND THE “EVIL FROG”

Attila Ferjáncz (12 July 1946 – 23 April 2016) was a legend of Hungarian rallying.

His dominance in the national championship from 1976 to 1982, as well as in 1985 and 1990, made him one of the most significant drivers in the region. But his connection with the Alpine A110 bearing the license plate 9846 HL 76 is a particularly special story.

In Hungary, this Berlinette became known by a near-mystical nickname: the “evil frog.”

And the name fit. Attila once said: "That Alpine really was evil – driving it was sometimes dangerous."

The 9846 HL 76 was no ordinary car. It was a beast on wheels – wild, fast, and demanding.

But Ferjáncz didn’t get his hands on this powerhouse until late – too late to compete directly with legends like Roser

and Thérier. He recalled:

"When Roser won the Munich-Vienna-Budapest rally in 1969 with his Berlinette, we were still racing Renault 8 Gordinis in Hungary."

For Attila Ferjáncz, the 9846 HL 76 was more than just a rally car, it was a symbol of Eastern Europe’s golden era of rallying, a tangible link to the greater world of rally sport, which at that time was largely shaped by the French Berlinettes.

In Ferjáncz’s hands, the “evil frog” left its mark on Hungarian motorsport history, a raw beauty that challenged its drivers and delivered unforgettable moments.

BEHIND THE IRON CURTAIN

THE SECOND LIFE OF 9846 HL 76

On March 26, 1974, 9846 HL 76 began a new chapter in its eventful life.

Patrick Landon, responsible for Renault’s affairs in the Eastern Bloc, sold the legendary Alpine A110 to Hungary—

behind the Iron Curtain—where it would become a true legend.

This Berlinette was one of the very few factory cars to ever leave France at the time and now entered a new era under the banner of the Hungarian team VOLÁN, a major transport company, with its new registration number AU-7683.

For Hungarian rally hero Attila Ferjáncz, a new era of triumph began with this car. He had already secured the Hungarian Rally Championship titles in 1968 and 1969 behind the wheel of a Renault 8 Gordini, but 9846 HL 76

was a quantum leap, a shining star in Eastern Bloc motorsport.

While rallies in the region were dominated by Lada, Škoda or Wartburg, this French factory Berlinette seemed to come from another world. In April 1974, Ferjáncz squeezed into the tight cockpit of the race machine for the first time and the beast came roaring back to life.

Behind the Iron Curtain, 9846 HL 76 became a symbol of driving skill, passion, and indomitable will. With Attila Ferjáncz at the wheel, it made history in Hungary—a French masterpiece that left unforgettable marks in the East.

7. Rally dell'Isola d'Elba 1974

18-20 APRIL 1974

9846 HL 76 MAKES ITS ITALIAN DEBUT

From April 18 to 20, 1974, the legendary 9846 HL 76 embarked on its first adventure on Italian soil—

at the challenging Rally dell'Isola d'Elba. A new terrain, a new challenge, another milestone in the storied

history of this iconic rally car.

But fate had a tough test in store for the Ferjáncz–Zsembery team. Electrical issues and a faulty starter forced a quick service stop with Berti Dino, who, with skill and passion, managed to get the Berlinette back into shape.

Despite the setbacks, the Hungarian duo refused to be discouraged. With unbroken fighting spirit and determination, they battled their way through the treacherous roads of Elba.

By the end of the rally, they had secured a respectable 14th overall, an honourable debut on Italian soil.

This debut on Elba once again proved: 9846 HL 76 never gives up. With every kilometre, every challenge, every setback, its legend grows and so does the passion of those who drive it.

SISTERS IN CRIME

TWO ALPINES – ONE DESTINY. A STORY THAT DEFIES BORDERS

Shining at the left edge of the photo: AU-7683, car number 9—the legendary Alpine Berlinette 1800 Gr. IV once driven by Attila Ferjáncz for the Hungarian VOLÁN team. Right beside it, car number 12: its Bulgarian sister Alpine—piloted by the Takov brothers.

Two blue arrows from Dieppe, side by side in the East, united by origin, engineering, and a shared purpose:

to revolutionize rallying behind the Iron Curtain.

These two Alpines were the only 1800 factory Berlinettes officially delivered to the Eastern Bloc by the Dieppe motorsport department. They became rolling myths—blisteringly fast, uncompromising, charismatic. On the dusty, rutted rally stages of Eastern Europe, they were exotic beings, brimming with French charm and unshakable precision.

Four decades later, they would make history again—in Germany, at alpineLAB. There, they not only found each other once more but also came into the hands of a man who would carry on their story with heart and soul.

What had begun in the shadow of global politics now shines bright in the light of automotive passion.

Two sisters. Two destinies. One legacy. Sisters in Crime—forever united by the spirit of Alpine.

FULL HOUSE

RALLY FEVER IN THE EAST – WHEN ASPHALT SHAKES AND HEARTS RACE

In the early 1970s, rallying in the Eastern Bloc ignited a passion that defied borders, both literally and figuratively.

What was motorsport enthusiasm in the West became, in the East, a collective event,

an escape from the grey everyday life, a feast for the senses.

This image speaks volumes. Crowds packed shoulder to shoulder along dusty rally roads. Children on their fathers’ shoulders, men on walls, women with fluttering scarves on rooftops and balconies,

all captivated by the legends roaring past on four wheels.

It was more than just sport. It was spectacle. The crackling engines, the roar of the exhausts, the thunder as an Alpine drifted through a hairpin bend, it was both intoxicating and revolutionary.

In those moments, ideology was forgotten—only courage, machinery and skill mattered.

Full House—because passion knows no borders.

METAMORPHOSIS

A dark chapter began for the historic factory Alpine when its time on the rally stages came to an end. AU-7683, once a proud warrior among the “Blue Riders,” could no longer keep pace with the demands of modern rallying by the late seventies. It quietly faded from the scene—not with a bang, but with the hoarse.

SEARCH AND RESCUE

JUNKYARD DISCOVERY

JULY 2008

THE REDEMPTION

Dusty. Forgotten. Lost. The story of 9846HL76 seemed to have met a tragic end. Though its sale to Hungary in March 1974 was no secret among insiders, all traces had vanished for decades. Some believed she languished in dark garages somewhere in Germany; others feared she had been destroyed for good. But the truth was different.

She had never been far, yet remained out of reach. Parked in the back lot of a run-down junkyard somewhere in Hungary, she led a silent, pitiful existence. Her once-proud silhouette was bent, its bodywork battered, its heart—the engine—long silent, missing. One of the most iconic factory rally cars in European motorsport had been exiled to a shabby scrapyard.

A former VOLAN team mechanic had taken her over when its racing days were done. Under his hands, the Berlinette became a canvas for ideas, modifications—modifications upon modifications—an ongoing alienation.

9846HL76 was barely recognizable. Eventually, even he abandoned her and the car was left behind, under a sagging corrugated roof, partially covered with tarps, exposed to the elements. Forgotten by the world.

Until that day in July 2008.

I had followed clues, cross-checked rumors and finally found it. Heart pounding, I stood before her. Broken, deformed, neglected and yet, it was her. The 9846HL76.

The Alpine once driven by Jean-Luc Thérier. The Alpine that gave birth to legends.

I was able to acquire her. I brought her back to Germany.

And with her, the truth - this Alpine had never been lost, only forgotten. The falsely published theories could finally be laid to rest. The story could now be rewritten. Where once there had been only decay, something great was beginning. The rebirth of a legend.

IDENTITÉ DE LA BELLE

What lay hidden beneath decades of grime, oil residue and layers of paint was more than torn fibreglass—

it was history, identity, truth.

With a careful hand and a pounding heart, I peeled away layer by layer from the area of the body where the chassis plates had been riveted.

And then, suddenly—bingo! On the old, still-original plates, they shone through, the magical numbers that left no room for doubt. Serial numbers that unlocked a secret and confirmed a myth. This Berlinette was real.

BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS

DISASSEMBLY

OCTOBER 2008

INCOGNITO

When I took possession of 9846HL76 in Hungary, I wasn’t just facing a motorsport icon—

I was facing a mystery. What lay before me was barely a shadow of its former self.

The once-flowing silhouette was deformed, the body painted in Hungarian national colours, spoilers and homemade parts obscuring every familiar detail. At first glance, there was almost nothing left that hinted at its factory origins.

And yet—there was a spark. A hunch. Under a thick, oil-encrusted layer of grime, I found them, the type plates. Incorruptible witnesses. They alone confirmed what seemed almost unbelievable. I was standing before 9846HL76—

one of the holy Alpine weapons from the 1973 World Rally Championship.

The disassembly became a journey into the past. Each bolt removed, each panel taken off revealed not only the damaged structure, but also the story beneath.

Underneath the layers of paint, fragments of the original factory livery suddenly shone through—the light blue that once tore across Europe’s gravel stages. Like a rebirth, like a whisper from deep within time.

But with truth came reality. The car was in worse shape than feared. Countless cracks in fiberglas, reinforcements, rewelded chassis panels—traces of a brutal rally life. And yet, therein lay its dignity.

Because the further I delved, the more it revealed. Specific details, unique solutions—

all those hallmarks borne only by a true works car from SERVICE COURSES. This Alpine hadn’t just been driven—

it had been lived. And it was ready to tell its story.

Piece by piece, the mask fell away. And what emerged was a legend.

BODYWORK

NOVEMBER 2008

BODY LANGUAGE

The resurrection of a legend doesn’t begin with polish, but with dust. Fine, stubborn, everywhere. The work on 9846HL76’s fragile polyester body was a Sisyphean task—long, grueling, relentless.

Dirt filled every seam, every crevice and soon, even my patience. But when you’re restoring a monument,

there can be no compromises. Not a single one.

My stated goal was clear, preserve as much original substance as possible.

And yet, despite all care and passion, some sections of the body—damaged beyond repair by age, accidents,

or improper modifications, had to be cut out. The ravages of time and above all the harsh rally use, had left their marks.

Nowhere was this more evident than in the makeshift repairs and patches that had accumulated over the years—

each one a wound, now finally able to heal properly. Even the flexible aircraft-style fuel tank, originally installed at the factory, could not be saved. Too brittle, too porous—simply too dangerous. A custom-built aluminum tank, visually and functionally close to the original, replaced the rubber monstrosity. A decision that balanced engineering,

safety and respect for history.

As the last sanding marks disappeared and the body reclaimed its former shape, life slowly returned.

The suspension and drivetrain found their place. And then—almost a quiet moment of triumph—

it rolled out of the workshop on its own wheels.

The body spoke once more, in the language of motorsport. And every centimeter said: I am back.

Not some replica. Not a modified customer car. But a genuine factory works car—built by Alpine, born for the World Rally Championship. Its plates told the story that the decades had tried to silence. Its identity was undeniable.

Its name: 9846HL76.

CHASSIS

STEELWORK

At first glance, it seems unremarkable—a framework of steel, functional, austere. But look more closely and you’ll see, this chassis is far more than just a load-bearing structure. It is the skeleton of a legend, shaped by engineering prowess, fighting spirit and countless rally kilometres.

What looks like an ordinary tubular frame reveals its true identity under closer inspection, cranked front tube guides to create space in the wheel arches for the oversized tyres of the time. A welded bracket for the coolant reservoir, strategically placed where every second in service counted.

And at the rear, almost like a silent promise to the race mechanic, a quick-lift jack point—welded on with one clear goal: victory through time saved.

Reinforcement plates at key stress points bear witness to the harsh life this Berlinette has endured.

Not designed for a museum display, but for gravel, dirt, and pressure. Each modification tells the story of a rally,

a service stop, a battle for survival against time and terrain.

This chassis is no ordinary component. It is testimony—a motorsport manifesto.

PAINTWORK

DECEMBER 2009

A PLAY OF COLORS

In the glorious year of the 1973 World Rally Championship, Renault presented its cars in a bold new war paint—

a colour scheme that didn’t just catch the eye but embodied the spirit of competition.

It was now time to bring this unique livery back to life with the utmost authenticity.

But the path to the perfect colour was anything but easy. The exact paint codes were lost, barely documented, a well-kept secret. “Bleu Caddy,” as this legendary shade of blue was called, survived only in tiny, faded fragments—

relics of the past trapped under layers of dust and grime.

Through detective-like precision and modern technology—a paint scanner—this shade was painstakingly reconstructed. Every last pigment was analysed, mixed and tested until the perfect hue was reborn.

Using historical photographs as references, the complex paint scheme was then meticulously reapplied to the car,

a process that demanded patience and absolute precision.

Every brushstroke had to be exact, every line perfectly aligned.

It was nerve-wracking, time-consuming and obsessively detailed work—but the result?

A spectacular symphony of colour that returned the Berlinette to its original glory and brought the spirit of 1973 back to the road.

Here, colour becomes emotion—the rebirth of a legend.

REASSEMBLY

JANUARY 2010

MIXED MATERIALS

The body now gleamed in the legendary “Tour de Corse” colour scheme—the moment of careful reassembly had arrived, a highlight filled with tension and pride.

Particular finesse was required for the tricky paintwork on the dashboard, the so-called Peinture Craquelée—French for "crackle paint." Only by precisely balancing layer thickness and drying time could the characteristic leather-like texture emerge—a fine, delicate structure that required the utmost care and countless trials.

The interior tells the story of countless rally kilometres: mud, rocks, gravel, and the dense forests of Austria, all reflected in the materials chosen. Most of the interior is made from lightweight grey felt, complemented at the door sills by the quilted vinyl of the production model.

Every detail had to be custom fitted, no two Berlinettes were ever quite the same. For this reason, cardboard templates were carefully made in advance to ensure the interior was tailored precisely.

The interior is faithfully completed with a plywood helmet box mounted above the central fuel tank,

a small but significant detail of rally history.

The dashboard showcases a refined mix of exquisite components. A mechanical tachometer by SMITHS, a speedometer from VEGLIA BORLETTI, and round gauges by JAEGER for oil pressure, oil and water temperature, and the ammeter form the precision heart of the instrumentation.

The ensemble is rounded out by the HALDA Tripmaster and the sinfully expensive, but incomparably beautiful—

HEUER rally timers. Together, they create the perfect symbiosis of function and style, making the cockpit appear almost overloaded, yet vivid and entirely authentic.

Here, the spirit of rallying pulses through every detail—a true reassembly guided by heart and hand.

BACK ON TRACK

BUILT FOR CORNERS

JULY 2011

FLAT OUT

The Alpine A110—a name that alone evokes visions of corner-hunters and mountain sprints.

She was never built for high-speed straights; her near-complete lack of directional stability at speed made many drivers break into a nervous sweat. And yet, that was precisely where her true strength lay. Her featherweight build, low centre of gravity and compact dimensions made her a master of agility and responsiveness.

With an outstanding power-to-weight ratio and in the hands of a skilled driver, the Alpine became a nightmare for far more powerful rivals—who often only saw its tail lights disappear into the distance.

On twisty roads, the Berlinette could show its full potential—braking late, getting back on the throttle early, and often drifting gracefully through hairpins. A driving style that left opponents little to no chance of overtaking.

But despite her driving brilliance, reliability remained its Achilles heel. Drivetrains and gearboxes couldn’t always keep up with the ever-increasing engine performance and many rallies ended prematurely for the Alpine.

But it was precisely this mix of limitless agility and the ever-present challenge of technical limits that made the Alpine A110 a legend on wheels—built for the corners, loved by drivers, feared by rivals.

GET OUT AND DRIVE

10 COMMANDMENTS

NOVEMBER 2018

An Alpine A110 is no ordinary choice — it’s a calling, a promise, and a challenge all at once. There are hundreds of reasons to say no — too loud, too uncomfortable, too uncompromising. And yet, those who commit to it are rewarded with a passion that runs deeper than mere enthusiasm for a car.

Because to drive an Alpine is not just to operate a machine — it’s to enter a relationship. A partnership where the ten commandments of coexistence become essential: Fascination, to honor its history.

Patience, when it insists on its own rhythm.

Passion, for every little quirk.

Forgiveness, when it throws tantrums on bad days.

Faith, that every attempt to start it will succeed.

Devotion, to care for and preserve it.

Joy, for every moment behind the wheel.

Persistence, to solve the problems that made others give up.

Driving skill, to unlock its full potential.

And last but not least: French — because it speaks, thinks, and feels in the language of its homeland.

The car presented here — a factory Alpine A110 — has risen like a phoenix from the ashes: a ruin, transformed into a rolling work of art. In its original factory livery, exactly as it appeared in the legendary 1973 Alpenfahrt, it shines again with the glory of a past triumph — that World Championship title it brought home to France.

Going forward, it will not just evoke memories at selected historic motorsport events — it will make a statement. For Alpine. For passion. For the art of driving a car that demands more and gives more. Mud and gravel may now belong to the past. But the stage is hers.

THIS FACTORY ALPINE A110 HAD PERFECTED THE ART OF LIGHTNESS

It may be the season for indulgence — but should you find yourself reaching physical or mental limits this Christmas, we have the perfect cure. This former factory Alpine A110 invites you, through driving, to rediscover the beauty of simplicity.

To borrow the words of pop star Avril Lavigne: Why’d we have to go and make things so complicated? Even so-called “purist” sports cars these days are packed with more tech than a stuffed turkey at Christmas. And just as one might feel sluggish after a holiday feast, so too do these bloated machines weigh themselves down needlessly.

As in life, restraint is key — especially at Christmas. Whether it's the time spent with family before tensions flare, or the alcohol tally at the office party, or the avalanche of cookies, gingerbread, and sausages that seem impossible to resist. Too much of a good thing can backfire — and that goes for cars too.

The design principle of “less is more” finds its most persuasive advocate in the Alpine A110 — that painfully beautiful coupé which pares driving back to its absolute essence while still exuding unmistakable French flair. After days of feasting and drinking, imagine the relief of slipping into this slender little rocket, cranking down the windows and blasting away the post-holiday bloat on a crisp winter drive.

Fittingly, Jürgen Clauss — the mind behind AlpineLAB, the go-to site for Alpine enthusiasts — had a similar idea. The stunning A110 1800 he took for a festive drive is one of only 17 examples built by Alpine Renault for the inaugural 1973 World Rally Championship. Recently, this coupé was meticulously restored to its original factory specifications and period-correct livery.

Its motorsport debut came at the seventh round — in Poland — wearing Alpine’s sharp new tricolor livery and with Jean-Luc Thérier and Alain Mahé at the helm. It went on to start two more rallies in Austria and the UK, where it was driven by the great Jean-Pierre Nicolas — one of the key figures behind Alpine’s very first World Rally Championship victory.

After a grueling second career as one of just two A110s campaigned in Eastern Bloc motorsport — during which it was continuously modified and repainted — this important race car eventually landed on a Hungarian scrapyard under a makeshift roof. “Although the sale to Hungary in 1974 wasn’t a secret among insiders, the car was generally thought to be lost forever,” Clauss explains. “For years, it endured a miserable existence — one that had to be brought to an end.”

“We tracked it down,” he continues, “managed to acquire it, and brought it to Germany to restore.” Considering the car’s floor was literally gone, the transformation back to its original 1973 Alpenfahrt specification is nothing short of remarkable — a tribute to Clauss and the restoration team he assembled.

Ironically, the car was “put on a diet” during its restoration. Over the years, it had received a crude, clumsy-looking body kit — not unlike someone helping themselves to thirds at Christmas dinner.

Today, however, with its taut bodywork, provocatively flared fenders, and crouched, muscular stance, the Alpine A110 offers a masterclass in design — and lightweight engineering that would impress even Singer. This particular Renault reminds us that, especially at Christmas, “less is more” still holds true.

Maybe it’s time for a new movement: “Make cars small and light again?”

Link to article on Classic Driver

CAR IN DETAIL

ARISTOTLES WAS RIGHT

To follow the trail of a factory Alpine A110 is to enter a world of contrasts and brilliant improvisation. What may first seem like a patchwork of random parts reveals itself, upon closer inspection, as compelling proof of the ingenious engineering spirit of the time.

The window is cranked open using a mechanism from a Renault Floride. The windshield wipers come from a Caravelle. Grab handles? From the R8. The fuel filler neck — believe it or not — comes from a helicopter. The windshield washer nozzle? Mercedes-Benz. The oil filler cap? From a 2CV. The indicator light from a Citroën DS. The rev counter is British, while the rest of the gauges are French and Italian.

A spare parts bin turned cultural mosaic. Every part tells its own story, every detail reflects a different origin.

And yet, from this apparent randomness emerges a harmonious whole.

Was it pragmatism? Necessity? Pure genius? Perhaps all three.

What matters is the result: a machine that lives, breathes, fights and proves that true character lies not in perfection, but in the courage to be individual.

Because the whole is more than the sum of its parts. Aristotles knew it.

RACING / CONCOURS

Circuit des Remparts d’Angoulême 2014

Following the traces of Juan Manuel Fangio and Michel Vaillant

Return to Circuit des Remparts Angoulême

Angoulême is one of those towns that you do not want to miss when travelling through the Southwest of France. History, culture, landscape or way of living, the Perigord region has a lot to offer not only to the French lover. The scenery and atmosphere already made a big impression on us in 2009. We had decided to return to this beautiful place despite the pain and this quite embarrassing moment we had to experience.

If you are actively involved in your classic car hobby and look for a venue to race your precious metal like the heroes in the good old days, this is the place to be. The streets of Angoulême remind you of your youth. The city is considered as the capitol of the comic strip and hosts the annual international Comic festival. Paintings of famous comic characters on house facades are to be found everywhere around town and bring you back in time when immersing in the latest adventures of racing legend Michel Vaillant.

It was in 1939 when Angoulême presented the first motor race event to the public. On a warm summer day racing drivers in cotton racing suits with leather caps like Jean-Pierre Wilmille und Maurice Trintignant attracted a crowd of a few ten thousands to the town. Men in suits with ties and elegantly dressed women on the grand stand or behind hay bales or on the grass followed the spectacle in the historic district of Angoulême.

It was not until after 1947 that Angoulême would host another race. The world had just suffered the tragedy of the second world war when politics brought another catastrophe to mankind leaving millions dead and countries in ruins. The 1947 event featured local racing heroes Amédée Gordini und René Bonnet while the newly formed Scuderia Ferrari and Juan Manuel Fangio’s victory with Maserati filled the headlines in the years 1949 to 1951. The race in 1955 was the final one.

WALL TO WALL

Not much changed compared to 1939. The majestic cathedral has been watching the city from its elevation in the heart of the city for a few hundred years and with the ancient walls it creates an unrivaled backdrop for any event. The stone walls actually gave name to the circuit which means nothing less that racing between the walls. Time seems to have taken a break even when your eyes wander across the facades, doors and shutters, iron works. Patina where ever you look, not only with the vintage cars coming to town.

Even the grand stand next to the cathedral is at the same place like decades ago, only the people are dressed more casual and colorful. High fences keep the fans away from the streets, and guard rails are supposed to offer modern safety but spoil the historic scenery quite a bit.

CONCOURS FOR MAN AND MACHINE

We arrived early in order to get away from the daily grind and routine. We take quarters in an old Château in the outskirts of Angoulême and instantly feel very French.

The real protagonist is our ex-factory rally car, the Alpine 1800 that Alpine campaigned in the championship winning season of 1973. This fabulous Alpine is nominated for the special class featuring former Alpine race cars. It is authentic throughout and restored to the highest possible standards. We tested the car thoroughly giving us great confidence for this year’s race.

The entire event 2014 is about Alpine. Marque enthusiasts Patrick Fourestié and Jean-Luc Fournier with the support of Renault made quite an effort bringing only the best to the show. Friday night will feature almost the entire Alpine rad car portfolio, the city market place will exhibit specialties like ex-Le Mans race cars or the Formula 2 single seater, and participants will show their Berlinettes in the courtyard of the Hotel de Ville.

Friday night is Concours night: On Champs de Mars we present our Alpine 1800 to the crowd and are honored to explain the car’s details to no one less that Alpine Boss Bernard Olivier. He is very intrigued by the stunning appearance of our Berlinette and complements the hard work that went into the restoration.

When we took center stage, it was on us to reenact a special stage stop of a seventies rally event. We jumped out of the car, checked lights and tires, cleaned the windshield, and took a peek under the engine hood. Jean-Luc Thérier or Jean-Pierre Nicolas, formerly rallying this dream machine, would certainly have given us a pad on the back for our performance. At the end of our show the crowd gave us a big hand and the jury awarded us a special trophy. What a great start.

FUN BECOMES SERIOUS

In between our activities we had sufficient time to enjoy what the region has to offer. We spent an afternoon at the beach, tasted what the town of Cognac is famous for, and visited the Château Tiregand of the Saint-Exupéry family for a deep dive into the secrets of wine from the Bergerac.

With the race still ahead of us we enjoyed the distraction but did not lose focus. Preparation and the attention to detail are crucial not only when restoring a masterpiece but also when racing it.

The practice session on Sunday morning was all about deciding the grid for the afternoon race. Meanwhile we have met old friends and made new ones when getting ready in the courtyard of city hall. We felt like being part of an all A110 family of which some members seem to have raised the bar quite a bit. Inspecting the competing Berlinettes revealed that the performance level was way more advanced than a few years back. Five years ago we were able to upset our fellow drivers with a light an agile 1300 S whereas the cars presented today seem to be a different kind of breed. Most serious apparently is ex-works driver Alain Serpaggi and the dramatic yellow Alpine with its 16 valve Gordini motor. The experience and ambition of the driver paired with the out of this world performance of this one of a kind Berlinette promised High Noon. But as it relates to our comics characters, we stick with Lucky Luke when it comes to strategy: Stay calm, saddle up our Jolly Jumper for the ride in the streets and keep our head down when bullets fly by.

The circuit is a mere one and a half kilometers long, the up and down and corners make it quite challenging with all the other racers around you. Especially the hairpin around the chestnut tree is critical when heading down the street full throttle and forced to slow down the car to almost standstill before accelerating again uphill towards the cathedral.

We join Alain Serpaggi und Gérard Besson when lining up for the practice session. They are the undisputed favorites. It is unfortunate that we end up last in the queue giving us a hard time to find a gap to be released on the track. It takes some time for us to find a rhythm when suddenly the session is red flagged. Our friend and fellow Alpine enthusiast Jean-Marie Bracq crashes into the guard rails of the left hander at Carnot, at the end of the straight. On the impact his two liter-powered Alpine bursts into pieces leaving the driver unconscious and very seriously injured.

Everyone is in shock when Jean-Marie is immediately transported to the nearest hospital. Racing is dangerous, no matter what.

It is afternoon. It is race time. We are told that about 30,000 people flock the streets of Angoulême. We are ready and confident. Our Berlinette runs fantastic; the engine is smooth, responsive and has enough torque to be competitive. With a good start we should be able to gain a few positions to compensate for our mid field grid position.

We are not taking our eyes away from the person with the French banner who is supposed to start the race. But it all happens surprisingly quickly: the flag suddenly goes up and here they go … let the Alpines are let loose.

WALL TO WALL

Our start puts us up into six place, when passing two rivals. As expected Alain Serpaggi is marching on heading for

a flag to flag win while we are defending our position. The adrenalin rush is intense. Soon we are able to get closer to Christian Chambord’s beautiful ex-works Alpine 1800 and eventually manage to pass him at the lowest point of the track. It is very hot day and the tarmac’s temperatures make our Michelin TB15 not a good choice. They feel too soft on the rear and we are rapidly losing grip. We struggle to keep the car in balance in tight corners. The race almost ended for us in the corner right before the finish line when slightly hitting the barrier to the left. We succeed in keeping the car on the track avoiding a heavier impact.

With our pulse through the roof in this a scary moment, we are now back in the race and chasing Michel Mondy. For several laps we attempt to pass Michel. Both our Alpines are very close in performance and setup when suddenly the limited slip differential fails and blocking rear wheels make us spin right in the Carnot corner. Thanks to a good portion of luck we do not get hit by others and continue without losing a position. However, Michel is now very distant and we decide to keep position and fellow drivers Christian Chambord und Phillipe Tollemer behind us. With the chequered flag comes relief: We are very proud to have finished fifth and very happy to bring the Alpine home in one piece. Although a better grid position could have given us the opportunity to aim for the podium, we could not be happier.

It is time to say goodbye. We look back on some remarkable days in the French countryside and our bags are packed with memories. We leave at night promising to return one day.

Adieu Angoulême and our thoughts are with Jean-Marie: All the Best and hope to see you soon!

Text & Illustrations by Jörg D. Brosowski

Concorso d'Eleganza Villa d'Este

20-22 May 2016

BACK TO THE FUTURE - THE JOURNEY CONTINUES

Each year in May, the crème de la crème of the automotive world gathers on the scenic shores of Lake Como for the Concorso d’Eleganza Villa d’Este — one of the most exclusive celebrations of automotive culture and aesthetics.

In 2016, the gates opened to a new era: in the category “Heroes of the Special Stage,” former rally cars were finally given the spotlight they deserve — set among a field of exquisite beauties that have written history.

Our Berlinette, risen from the shadows of its past, suddenly found itself side-by-side with the world’s most prestigious classics. And it held its ground — not with pomp, but with character. With a story written in oil, dust, and devotion.

But that wasn’t all. In the “Concept Cars” category, ALPINE set hearts racing with its spectacular coupé “Alpine Vision” — a homage to the past and a promise for the future.

A meeting of icons — the reborn legend from 1973 and the futuristic newcomer, was the natural next step. A photo shoot on the sidelines of the event became a symbolic bridge across decades, uniting tradition and vision.

The journey continues. With style. With history. With heart.

AROSA CLASSIC CAR 2017

MOUNTAIN PASSION AT 1,800 METERS

Arosa – where the air gets thinner, the hearts of motorsport enthusiasts beat stronger.

In September 2017, the legendary Arosa ClassicCar once again summoned drivers and machines from past eras to the spectacular hillclimb from Langwies up to Arosa. 76 corners, 7.3 kilometers, 422 meters of elevation gain — a stage perfectly suited for the rebirth of our Berlinette.

After decades hidden away, it was a sublime moment when the factory Alpine A110 1800, 9846 HL 76, rumbled to life and set off up the alpine curves — with the very spirit and vigor for which it was once built.

No timing, no pressure — just pure driving pleasure.

But it was more than just a parade. It was a statement. A return. A tribute.

Arosa ClassicCar 2017 — the mountain called and the Berlinette answered.

PISTA & PILOTI 2021

RENAISSANCE ON SACRED GROUND

In the summer of 2021, it wasn’t Montlhéry but the former Bundeswehr airbase at Pferdsfeld that became the stage for an extraordinary automotive reunion: Pista & Piloti – the German edition.

Where fighter jets once roared over the tarmac, the sounds of classic racing and rally cars now echoed through the Eifel region. And right in the middle of it all: our factory Alpine A110 1100, chassis 9846 HL 76 — radiating all the aura of a long-lost era of motorsport.

The flawlessly organized event brought together machines and people, blending passion with engineering, elegance with patina — and the past with the present. For one weekend, Pferdsfeld became a temple of legends.

The Berlinette held its own — precise, nimble and elegant as ever. Among Ferraris 250 GT, Alfa Romeo TZs, and Lancia Stratoses, it proved once again that true racing DNA isn’t about horsepower — it’s about attitude.

Pista & Piloti 2021 at Pferdsfeld — a new, emotional chapter in the story of 9846 HL 76.