Who Is the Only Woman to Score Points in F1 History?

The air reeks of Castrol and male sweat. In the March Engineering garage, a small woman in worn overalls straps herself into a cockpit built for taller, broader bodies. Meet Lella Lombardi. Not a token. Not a novelty. A force of nature who carved her name into F1’s concrete wall of history – the only woman to ever score points.

Forget “Conventional.” She Wasn’t Here to Conform.
Born in 1941, Lella didn’t glide into racing. She wrestled her way there. While girls were handed dolls, she craved engines. In an era where F1 paddocks felt like men’s-only clubs, she walked in like she owned the place. Not with a shout, but with a quiet, unbreakable glare that said: “Try and stop me.”

Spain, 1975: The Day the Earth Moved (Quietly).
Montjuïc Circuit. Chaos. Tragedy strikes – a fatal crash cuts the race short. Amidst the grief and confusion, Lella drives not just with her hands, but with her soul.
She finishes 6th.
But the race is halved. Points are halved.
They hand her 0.5 points.
Half a point. To the untrained eye? A footnote.
But in that half-point lived universes:

• The weight of every door slammed in her face.
• The echo of every sneer: “Women can’t drive.”
• The sheer, bloody-minded proof that a woman could not just compete, but beat the establishment at their own game.
  It wasn’t a number. It was an earthquake.

Seventeen Grands Prix. A Lifetime of Battles.
She never sprayed champagne on the podium. But ask any driver from ’75: Lella earned their respect. Not because she was a woman, but because she was fast. Fearless. Unyielding. She wrestled underpowered cars, faced pit-lane skepticism, and stared down legends like Lauda and Hunt. Her presence wasn’t “inspirational” – it was a demand for equality, written in tire smoke.

Her Legacy? It’s Not in a Record Book. It’s in the Guts.
That half-point? It wasn’t an end. It was a starting pistol.

• When Susie Wolff grips a steering wheel, Lella’s hands are beneath hers.
• When a young girl watches a Ferrari scream past, Lella’s defiance fuels her dream.
• Every time a woman strides into an F1 garage as an engineer, strategist, or driver, they walk on the track Lella tore open with her bare will.

Lella Lombardi Didn’t Just “Compete.”
She shattered the lens. She proved talent isn’t gendered. Courage isn’t measured in chromosomes. Her half-point wasn’t small – it was gigantic. A crack in the foundation that’s still widening today.

So next time you hear “F1,” remember her.
Not as a statistic.
But as the small, fierce woman from Italy who made the earth move with half a point… and left the door swinging wide open behind her.
That roar you hear? It’s not just engines. It’s Lella’s echo.