Simply racing a Formula 1 car is an achievement.
When you walk the track and you see a corner and realise you were going round it at 160mph, you wonder who could be so stupid to take a corner at that speed. But in the car, you don’t even think about that.
There is no secret, once we go to qualifying, we all seem to enjoy it. Qualifying is all about putting everything that you have and that the car has in one lap. It’s like a rush, I really enjoy that.
All in all it was a smooth race, the car was very well balanced. I’m very proud to be the first winner here in India.
Qualifying is all about putting everything that you have and that the car has in one lap. It’s like a rush, I really enjoy that.
It’s a tricky place, especially the last sector. I wasn’t happy in practice. I wasn’t happy with the car and I wasn’t happy with myself. But I always thought there was more in the car.
I lived on the top of one hill and the school was at the top of another hill. Nobody ever went to school by car – we didn’t have any cars during the war. So that to and from school was itself a training.
If one’s honest about it, spending time in a car with children is pretty ghastly.
The first time I rode a bike I was four or five. I crashed into the back of a car.
The energy of the crowd is insane. Twenty thousand people. It’s the biggest jolt of adrenaline. It’s very hard to explain. You know the old story about the woman lifting the car off her kid? It’s in that realm. You can actually hurt yourself and not know it.