Everything has changed. When I was at school and was told I had better learn English, I said: What for? The English are a hell of a long way away!

I told my nephew that if he wanted to get on in motor racing, the first thing he should do was master English. Thank goodness he now speaks it.

In my time, you needed to speak a little Italian, and that was it.

The driver of a racing car is a component. When I first began, I used to grip the steering wheel firmly, and I changed gear so hard that I damaged my hand.

Driving fast on the track does not scare me. What scares me is when I drive on the highway I get passed by some idiot who thinks he is Fangio.

Women rule our lives, don't they?

When I raced with Mercedes, I thought Id learn German. But my wife didnt want to live in Germany.