If you don't have the balls to brake late, that's your problem.
When I think about greatness I just know Ayrton Senna. He was great.
I know my boundaries. I know the limits to the car.
Normally, racing drivers come from a long line of previous successful sports people.
My Bridgestone tire blows out on a day that Ferrari wins? Smells too convienent to me.
I love it in the States. The roads are big, the food is big. If it was possible to be in L.A. and still live my racing life, I would move now.