When I was three years old, I had race-car wallpaper, a race-car bed, race-car toys. That was all I wanted. And nothing has changed. Except I don't have a race-car bed anymore.?

I don't worry about anything but winning races.

When you cross the line and you've won the race, to me, it's an amazing feeling.

If you don't really know someone, everyone forms an opinion. That's part of life.

Just because I'm not coordinated doesn't mean I can't kick your ass.

I have to win races. It's not even an option.

You need to be sharp the whole race, and eventually you start getting mentally tired and make little mistakes over and over.