They were ridiculous times. After I won my World Championship in 1976, I went to Japan.

I race in two or three classic races a year and I may carry on for 10 more years or I may stop tomorrow.

I vowed I would do everything I could to stop the Isle of Man counting towards the World Championship. And it was stopped, so they love me in the Isle of Man.

Nobody within motorcycling has or deserves any respect.

I thought: This is not racing, it's a suicide mission.

Endless motorbike talk can and does bore me.

They were ridiculous times. After I won my World Championship in 1976, I went to Japan.