The existence is a tremendous curiosity, with in the course of the years, the discovery of yourself in your inmost evolutions. With the age you feel better than you are, what you represent. Which means a little at the planet's scale.

The fact that I am still alive after 100,000 laps is my championship.

I am infinitely grateful to the life which privileged me.

In the end I didn't get a top car any more. I had no toughness left. That was the reality.

And luckily, therefore the good old days return. The traditional art of driving counts again, and it is all about good tactics, skills and reflexes instead of simple power.

I believe to have been one of the rare drivers to have returned to Ferrari.

I drove long distances like the 24 hours of Le Mans for years. But even this racing is now over. I retired.