I was trying to control myself because I wanted to just park the car and jump out and do cartwheels. The next dream is to win the world championship.

When I look at pictures from when I was younger, I think, "Holy crap, what the hell was I wearing?" I've made it a real mission to fully understand what fashion is all about. I love going to these shows because I love seeing creativity. So when I get to meet these fashion designers, I'm kind of like, "Where did you get the idea to make this? What were you thinking?" Some of that stuff is so crazy and loud.

My Bridgestone tire blows out on a day that Ferrari wins? Smells too convienent to me.

When you're driving, the helmet squashes your hair, so you don't really have a hairstyle. When you get out, you're sweating and your hair is a mess.

When people ask me that, I say I don't want to be remembered. It means I'm no longer around.

What people tend to forget is the journey that I had getting to Formula One. There were plenty of years where I had to learn about losing and having bad races.

There's so much more power, so you're short-shifting all the way down into fifth, sixth, seventh before you can get the full throttle. But great fun otherwise.