But due to the present regulations the other drivers have better chances again. This brings back the tension.

I believe to have been one of the rare drivers to have returned to Ferrari.

In this sport luck and tragedy are only a few hundredths of seconds apart from each other.

To be here recovers from a state of soul, from a state of mind. I have the memory of the heart. I know what I received. I must have the will to give back to others.

And luckily, therefore the good old days return. The traditional art of driving counts again, and it is all about good tactics, skills and reflexes instead of simple power.

The existence is a tremendous curiosity, with in the course of the years, the discovery of yourself in your inmost evolutions. With the age you feel better than you are, what you represent. Which means a little at the planet's scale.