Junior TT - Winners of Junior/Senior Double Isle of Man TT Races

Winners of Junior/Senior Double Isle of Man TT Races

Year Name Make of Motorcycle
1931 Tim Hunt Norton
1932/33 Stanley Woods Norton
1934 Jimmie Guthrie Norton
1951 Geoff Duke Norton
1953 Ray Amm Norton
1957 Bob McIntyre Gilera
1958/59 John Surtees MV Agusta
1967 Mike Hailwood Honda
1968–70, 1972 Giacomo Agostini MV Agusta
1985, 1988 Joey Dunlop Honda
1996 Phillip McCallen Honda
2000 David Jefferies Yamaha
2006 John McGuinness Honda
2010 Ian Hutchinson Honda

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