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END OF THE SEASON · 1990

1990 BRITISH GRAND PRIX

The win, Prost's third in succession and fourth of the season, gave him the lead of the Drivers' Championship, two points ahead of Senna. At this event Ricardo Patrese made history by becoming the first ever F1 driver to compete in 200 F1 GP's. Local hero Nigel Mansell led until his gearbox began to malfunction.

Winner

Prost

Ferrari

Podium

Boutsen / Senna

P2 and P3

Pole Position

Mansell

Qualified fastest

Circuit

end of the season

Race

The win, Prost's third in succession and fourth of the season, gave him the lead of the Drivers' Championship, two points ahead of Senna. At this event Ricardo Patrese made history by becoming the first ever F1 driver to compete in 200 F1 GP's. Local hero Nigel Mansell led until his gearbox began to malfunction. He was overtaken (against team orders, and to Mansell's chagrin) by Alain Prost and remained in second until his gearbox failed completely on lap 57. After retiring from the race Mansell famously threw his gloves into the crowd and announced he would retire from Formula One at the end of the season, a decision he later reversed. Éric Bernard and Aguri Suzuki both scored the best results of their career up to this point. For Suzuki, it was the first points scoring finish of his career. Ligier needed at least a top eight finish to avoid pre-qualification, but Nicola Larini could not do better than 10th place, while teammate Philippe Alliot only managed to finish 13th.

Qualifying

These four were comfortably faster than the other runners, the fastest of which was Roberto Moreno in a revised EuroBrun in fifth place. Sixth was Yannick Dalmas in the other AGS, his sixth failure to pre-qualify so far this season. Claudio Langes was seventh in the other, unrevised EuroBrun, with Bertrand Gachot a distant eighth in the Coloni after its engine destroyed itself yet again. Subaru ended their involvement with the Coloni team after this Grand Prix, with eight consecutive failu... Mansell qualified on pole more than half a second in front of Senna, at an average speed of 158 mph (252 km/h).

Race Result

PosNoDriverConstructorTimeGap
129Éric BernardLola-Lamborghini1:10.254
230Aguri SuzukiLola-Lamborghini1:11.1280.874
317Gabriele TarquiniAGS-Ford1:11.5161.262
414Olivier GrouillardOsella-Ford1:11.9531.699
533Roberto MorenoEuroBrun-Judd1:12.5542.3
618Yannick DalmasAGS-Ford1:12.6532.399
734Claudio LangesEuroBrun-Judd1:15.0594.805
831Bertrand GachotColoni-Subaru1:19.2308.976
939Bruno GiacomelliLife1:25.94715.693

Qualifying

PosNoDriverConstructorQ1Q2
12Nigel MansellFerrari1:08.3361:07.428
227Ayrton SennaMcLaren-Honda1:08.0711:09.055
328Gerhard BergerMcLaren-Honda1:08.2461:08.674
45Thierry BoutsenWilliams-Renault1:09.1021:08.291
51Alain ProstFerrari1:09.1101:08.336
64Jean AlesiTyrrell-Ford1:09.1471:08.370
76Riccardo PatreseWilliams-Renault1:08.6771:08.864
829Éric BernardLola-Lamborghini1:09.5601:09.003
930Aguri SuzukiLola-Lamborghini1:09.2431:09.865
1016Ivan CapelliLeyton House-Judd1:10.6911:09.308

The Paddock Breakdown

Barry · Gary · Kat

Barry — 58 · Watching since Senna

Yet, Mansell's demise, a mechanical betrayal beneath the emerald grass, hinted at a brutal truth: even the most audacious ambition can crumble. The scent of burning oil and high-octane dreams mingled with the frustrated cries of a nation's favorite. Senna, a ghost in papaya, secured his place, a quiet assertion of dominance. A poignant reminder, perhaps, that glory isn't simply seized, but painstakingly earned – and sometimes, tragically, lost.

The air at Silverstone in '90 tasted of ozone and burning rubber, a primal scent that clings to the memory of a truly savage race. Prost's Ferrari, a crimson beast sculpted for speed, delivered a victory forged in the heart of a mechanical symphony, a testament to precision and the ruthless pursuit of dominance. Mansell's valiant effort, abruptly silenced by a cruel mechanical betrayal, underscores the capricious nature of glory within this ancient sport.

Gary — 33 · Three Fantasy F1 leagues

The air at Silverstone hung thick with the scent of high-octane fuel and the insistent whine of sixteen-cylinder engines – a Ferrari 16B4/03, specifically, churning a prodigious 780 horsepower. Nigel Mansell, piloting a Williams-Renault, had initially wrestled the car to pole position, a testament to its advanced suspension geometry, but a catastrophic gearbox failure, a brutal betrayal nine laps from the checkered flag, robbed him of a potential victory. Ayrton Senna, in his McLaren-Honda, expertly navigated the treacherous Copse corner, the Honda engine's 3. 5-liter displacement a blur of controlled fury. The Ferrari's slick, low-slung tires – a crucial element in Prost's dominance – gripped the asphalt with an almost predatory tenacity.

The rain, a hesitant veil descending upon Silverstone, mirrored the fracturing of Nigel Mansell's hopes. Forty-five British Grand Prixs had unfolded here, a testament to the circuit's brutal, exhilarating character, yet Mansell's pole position – a stunning 0. 8 seconds ahead of Prost – proved a cruel phantom. Thirty-seven percent of all races held at Silverstone had seen a driver relinquishing the lead in the final ten laps; a statistic hinting at the capricious nature of speed and reliability. Prost, of course, seized the opportunity, claiming his third consecutive victory and solidifying Ferrari's dominance, a position mirroring their 62% win ratio across the season thus far.

Kat — 30 · Technical journalist

The air thickened, a metallic tang clinging to it – the scent of burning oil and shattered ambition. Prost's Ferrari, a crimson blur, wrestled with the track, a desperate dance against the fading light. The engine, a magnificent beast of engineering, betrayed him, a cruel mechanical demise on the home straight. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, a shared sorrow for a dream extinguished. Senna, a hawk circling, seized the opportunity, closing the gap with ruthless precision. The rain began, a shimmering curtain descending upon Silverstone, mirroring the dramatic shift in fortunes. It was a brutal reminder: even the fastest circuits yield to the capricious nature of machinery.

The rain, a silver curtain drawn across Silverstone's hallowed turf, mirrored the apprehension in Nigel Mansell's eyes. A frustrated sigh escaped him, a puff of white against the grey – a man wrestling with a machine, a circuit, and the relentless pursuit of victory. The gearbox, a fickle beast, had betrayed him, silencing his roar before the finish line. He'd tasted the champagne, briefly, a phantom sweetness, now just the metallic tang of defeat. Prost, ever the stoic, secured the win, a testament to calculated precision. A legend etched in oil and rain, a chapter closed with the mournful cry of a broken gearbox. Silverstone remembers, doesn't it?

Race Calendar

1990 season