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"The whole thing was pointing in another direction. It just wouldn't turn. He was flicking it right, left, straight. Our Goodyear's were not as good as those Bridgestone's on the Mclaren. We had a car that was a full second and a half slower than our rivals. But there he was, forcing it to turn, dragging it by the neck. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. The car was suffering from massive understeer, I was so sure that he would have gone off, atleast thrice in that one lap. But despite all this, he was inside on sectors 1,2 and 3. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt pulverised. Sometimes, Michael goes further beyond the boundaries of sheer genius. He put that car on pole. I knew that day, I witnessed something truly brilliant and I will never forget that lap. He's just that bloody good" |
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