Although my passion and love of motor racing was born in Italy—at Monza during the 1969 Italian GP—my first real introduction to the sport was at Goodwood Racing Circuit, in England, a few years later. In Italy, at that time, we lost many things, including our identity, with motor racing.
Yes, we have Ferrari, but no opportunities like England. It was a big decision for me, but I was following my dream. At the station, I called my father. I told him I was in London, he didn’t believe me and said, “Don’t be so stupid, come home.” I tried to convince him where I was, we had a fight over the phone, he was not happy with me.
