For a quick lap at the Nrburgring, you've probably experienced more in seven minutes...than most people have experienced in all their life in the way of fear, in the way of tension, in the way of animosity towards machinery and to a racetrack.

There's enough Ferraris here to eat a plate of spaghetti.

Sometimes you need to ease off in order to go faster

The years I raced in were fantastic. There was so much change in the cars. We went from treaded tyres to no wings right through to slicks to enormous wings.

Cornering perfectly is like bringing a woman to climax.

Oh yes. It's not when you brake but when you take them off that counts. Most people don't understand that.

In my sport, the quick are too often listed among the dead