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Nelson Piquet
It is said that when Bernie put Nelson Piquet in the third Brabham in Montreal in 1978, Nelson protested: “But I don’t even know the circuit!” To which Bernie seems to have replied: “When you come out of the pit, the first corner is to the left, so when you get there turn left.”

Nelson is one of those mischievous people that everyone adores. The fact that he was a three-time world champion (1981, 1983 and 1987) speaks volumes about his driving and tactical ability. He suffered quite a few accidents throughout his fourteen years in Formula 1, although the frequency of them decreased as he matured. His way of dealing with them was always direct; When I arrived to drag him away from the accident site in training in Brazil, he greeted me saying: “How the hell did you get here so fast?”

Fortunately, he was never seriously injured in Formula 1, but after the spectacular accident at Tamburello, Imola, in 1987 during practice on Friday at noon, he suffered a head injury and was evacuated by helicopter to the neurosurgery unit of the Bellario Hospital. Later, as he was walking down pit lane, Murray Walker, microphone in hand, came over to ask me how Nelson was doing. “He’s fine,” I told him, “he knows perfectly well who he is, where he is, and who I am.” “I see,” replied Murray, “so confusion is a sign of brain damage.” I could not resist. I said, “Murray, you should know that better than anyone else!” I had hoped that Murray would soon forget this inelegant outing of my part, and it was a relief to hear him a while later giving a wonderfully amusing talk after dinner,

I went to see Nelson in the hospital after practice was over, and advised him not to start the race. To my surprise, on Saturday morning Bernie showed up and took my arm and said, “Nelson is back and he wants to run.” The naughty boy had been discharged from the neurosurgical unit despite my advice, and he had made it to the circuit. He came to see me and I said, “Nelson, you can’t fly, you have a head injury.”

He immediately stirred: “How do you know?”

I pointed out to him that he only had one shoe on, and that he had clearly forgotten to put on the other one.

“I haven’t forgotten,” he said, “I can’t put on that shoe, my foot is too swollen and sore.”

That gave me the opportunity: “well, if it’s not a head injury it will be a foot injury, the fact is that you can’t drive!”

Nelson got upset with me, as did a lot of other people, but the local medical team and his neurosurgeon, Dr. Servadei, stood by me, so things got back on track. Some Italian newspapers wrote that being British, I had deliberately left Nelson out so that Mansell could enjoy a race advantage over his team-mate.

I have only seen Nelson once since he retired from Formula 1 in 1991 and since his serious accident at Indy in 1992. I went to meet him in the Monaco pits in 1994, and he greeted me as usual, trying to open my fly!! Since the publication of this book I have seen him again in Interlagos in 1995 – and again he tried it with my fly.

Jacques Lafitte
Jacques Lafitte is another of my great favorites. After being introduced for the first time, he gave me the impression of being a calm and serious person, until one morning I was driving towards the circuit in Zandwoort and I stopped in front of a junction, because my traffic light was red. Instantly, I felt my rental car being propelled forward, and into the heavy traffic passing through the intersection! Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw that the driver of the car behind me was Lafitte. He had gotten his front bumper close to my car so cleverly that I hadn’t even noticed. Much to his amusement (and he made obvious gestures to prove it), he had caught me off guard. I was also very happy to have him by my side one day when we were both waiting to check into a hotel in Montreal. The clerk was insolently displaying total blindness and deafness, as they usually do in that hotel, until Jacques, who was getting impatient, suddenly jumped over the counter, landed next to the guy, and grabbed him by the throat. From there, we were taken care of quickly.

I regretted that Lafitte’s career in Formula 1 ended in 1986, after a serious accident at the start of the British GP at Brands Hatch. His car was hit and sent into a line that involved inevitable contact with the wall. He was almost completely trapped in the car, and we had to open the cockpit in two halves to get him out, and also lift the car from underneath to free his injured legs without causing further damage. After initial treatment at St. Mary’s Hospital, in Sidcup, near London, he went to Paris a few days later and made a full recovery after a long convalescence.

Last year in Spain, I was taking part in a Porsche supercup series race. Chatting with him in the paddock, accompanied by Jochen Mass and Jean Pierre Jarier, it was as if for a few minutes we had returned to the old days, in an atmosphere of good humor and mutual jokes that is progressively disappearing in recent times.

Alain Prost
With this remarkable driver I have also had a remarkable and singular experience: I have never had to go to his accident on the circuit! I’ve never had to drag him out of a wrecked car – I think maybe on one occasion it might have been necessary, in Rio when he hit the wall during practice, but he was out of the car by then, uninjured. Apart from this occasion, I do not remember any other serious accident of his. He suffered a minor concussion in practice at Watkins Glen in 1980 and did not start, and before. during that same year, he had injured his wrist in training at Kyalami and had not started either. After those two minor injuries, his pace of learning not to get injured was very fast.

I have never known him very well, but I have always respected him. He has always been sociable and polite in his dealings with me. I regard him as the most intelligent racer during my Formula 1 stewardship, inheriting this honor from Niki Lauda. When Alain returned to Formula 1 in 1993 and won the world championship it was as if he had never left before.

He is endowed with a keen sense of humor. After finishing one of the briefings in Mexico, when Nigel Mansell had let everyone know that he was suffering from uncontrollable diarrhea and had had to interrupt training several times because of this, Prost asked Roland Bruynserade like someone who doesn’t want the thing : “If Nigel has to re-enter during the race, are you going to brown flag?”

Gerhard Berger
I have great respect for this great guy. My first close contact with him took place in Detroit in June 1985. While driving for Arrows in a practice session, he sustained chest injuries due to his seat belt, and specialists at Detroit Receiving Hospital proposed carrying out a series of complex angiographic scans to rule out the presence of any internal vascular injury. This seemed highly unlikely to him and me, so he politely declined any invasive tests that would have ruled him out of Sunday’s race. He had just recovered from a cervical fracture produced in an accident with a street car at the end of 1984, but once he verified that the X-rays in this case were normal, he was able to participate in the race, finishing 11th.

The incident at Tamburello in 1989, when Berger went straight, was an epic. With only three laps to go in the race, the red flag was shown. Mario Casoni was my driver, and we quickly arrived at the accident site (37 seconds after the red flag was shown). Firefighters had just put out the fire, and Gerhard was unconscious and still inside the car. The situation was worrying, as the grass around the Ferrari was soaked with gasoline still spurting out of the car. Between the stewards and I we took it out and took it to a safer place. I opened his visor and inserted a cannula into his mouth.

The strap on his helmet was too tight and we had a hard time cutting it. At this time she began to regain consciousness and become delirious. I remember him trying to escape from those who had rescued him, and, thinking he was being chased, wanting to flee the circuit as if it were a scene from Monthy Python, so I sat on his chest and pinned him down. We put a commissar on each of her legs so she couldn’t stir, and Dr. Federico Bacarini was able to put an IV on her. Gradually his awareness improved, he recognized me himself, and immediately became calm and cooperative. He had burns on his hands, so I cut his gloves off with scissors. The shape of his burns matched the shape of the leather on the gloves where the seams had been made without a Nomex interlayer! His jumpsuit was soaked in gasoline, so we ripped it open by cutting through the legs, arms, and torso. By then we already had the ambulance there, so we put him on a stretcher and left for the medical center.

There was a large crowd around the medical center when we got there, but the ambulance and my car went straight through the open gate in the security fence, unmolested. Gerhard was already in good shape, but he was all pink from the chemical effect of gasoline on his skin. We removed the remains of the monkey, and washed his entire body with sterile saline solution to free him of the remains of gasoline. The burns on his hands were not serious and were treated with simple bandages.

Nigel arrived at the medical center anxious to find out what had happened. I told him that Berger was fine, and he ran over to see him. I went back to my car with Mario Casoni. Nigel was very brave to take the start at the restart.

Once we got back to our place on the circuit, I began to feel a sensation of warmth from the waist down, and saw that my suit had been soaked in petrol from contact with Gerhard’s while we were carrying it, and while I was sitting on it . The gasoline was now reaching my legs and my private parts, but there was no time to do anything, because the race was about to start. So I got to know first-hand how drivers feel sitting on gas for an hour and a half.

Berger was evacuated by helicopter to Hospital Maggiore, intact. I found out later that he had a fractured rib, so the next time I saw him, in the Monaco pits, I apologized if I had caused the fracture by sitting on his chest.

I got to know Gerhard better during his years at McLaren, with Senna as a teammate. Both were inveterate pranksters and each practiced all kinds of torture on the other and both on Ron Dennis, boss of McLaren. Senna had a carbon fiber briefcase; Berger verified his indestructibility by launching him from the helicopter they were traveling in. Ayrton responded by stealing all Berger’s credit cards and drilling them to later join them all with a large screw and its corresponding nut. On another occasion, in a small hotel near Spa where I was staying with my family, Ayrton joined us for dinner, but he arrived late saying that he had had some difficulties with his shoes; Gerhard had filled all his shoes with butter.

In 1993 Berger returned to Ferrari and at Interlagos I had to assist him in two accidents, one in practice and the other in the first corner after the start of the race, when Michael Andretti took him off the track. Alex Ribeiro was driving my car, and we went to the scene of the accident, after having seen it happen firsthand. Michael quickly got out of his car, while Gerhard looked a bit dizzy. Andretti and I got him out, and we threw them both in the backseat of my car. We started again to complete the lap of the circuit with the two heroes squeezed behind with the anesthesiologist. Actually, Michael accidentally sat on Berger’s head by falling messily onto the seat, and we were quickly heading down the long straight, even before they had both calmed down enough to discuss whose fault it was. Alex took a short cut before finishing the lap as the incident had lost us some time. We sneak into the pitlane and leave them both to later recover our place at the pit exit.

In the last year, since the appearance of the Security Experts Group in Grand Prix, we have worked very closely. He has been a great help in the Group, sensitive and constructive, has made a great contribution to development work, and his wacky sense of humor has always brightened and enriched our meetings.

Nigel Mansell
This intrepid driver is, in many ways, an enigma: incredibly brave in the car, fierce and fearless on the track, but sometimes behaving like a wayward child, whining and complaining unnecessarily when moments of triumph and victory require a calmer attitude in public.

His achievement as Formula 1 world champion in 1992 and Formula Indy-Cart champion in 1993 will not be matched for long, if he ever is. When he returned to racing in Formula 1 in 1994 at Magny Cours, I believed that he was not going to recover his past glory. But his race in Suzuka in the wet, fighting Jean Alesi at every lap, was superb, and his performance and victory in Adelaide put him back on top.

I have attended Nigel on numerous occasions. His tendency to collapse at the end of races was endearing, and I recall with some amusement his collapses at Spa, Paul Ricard, Detroit, Mexico and Dallas. His personal physician, Dr. Rafael Grazales Robles, usually attended him, so I was always in the background at those times. But it has caused me great concern in many other situations in practice and in the race.

His first adventure in Formula 1 took place in a Lotus in 1980 in Austria, when he drove with the seat soaked in gasoline for a long time. Having been through the same thing myself (albeit to a lesser degree) during Berger’s accident at Imola, I couldn’t help but feel some sympathy for this particular predicament. When he was driving for Williams at Paul Ricard in 1985, he suffered a head injury during practice, and spent the night in hospital in Marseille, missing the next day’s race. I remember the huge crowd of journalists outside the medical center, which was a measure of his ability to attract a loyal crowd anywhere in the world. By the time he was evacuated in the helicopter, he had already recovered enough to return, practically one by one, the greetings of the people.

On another occasion, at Spa in 1990, as we were speeding towards La Source at the start of the race, I saw Nigel sunk in his car, with his nose against the fence. My driver Michel Gilsoul braked hard as we passed La Source, stopping further down the hill. I ran up the slope toward Nigel. There were several cars scattered around and the red flag was waving. Suddenly I heard a crack like a rifle shot and felt a great pain in my calf; I had ruptured my Achilles tendon above my ankle. Limping, I reached the curve. Nigel was still sunk in the car, his head in his hands, resting on the steering wheel. I thought he was unconscious, but after tapping his helmet he raised his head and looked at me. I said, “Is there a problem, Nigel? “None,” he replied, so I turned and limped back to the car muttering imprecations about his mental capacity and his family. We took the exit again, and again there was an incident at the top of Eau Rouge. There was a slight delay until the third start, so Michael rushed me to the medical center to have my leg bandaged. Despite all the incidents that occurred, I ended up being the only victim. so Michael rushed me to the medical center to have a bandage applied to my leg. Despite all the incidents that occurred, I ended up being the only victim. so Michael rushed me to the medical center to have a bandage applied to my leg. Despite all the incidents that occurred, I ended up being the only victim.

The funniest thing with Nigel happened in 1991 in Adelaide. It was a rainy weekend, and during practice the red flag was shown. It was raining heavily and Frank Gardner drove me around the circuit to get to the scene of the incident. There was Nigel, parked against the wall to the right of the Brabham Straight. He was sitting inside the car with his helmet on, and had been like that for several minutes. Frank got me there so fast my cigar was still burning when I got there, and I was on my way to Nigel when I just remembered to put it out in the rain. Nigel looked up and smiled, he seemed fine. I asked him why he hadn’t gotten out of the car. His sarcastic smile widened and he replied, “It’s dangerous to go out there.” So I asked him how come he hadn’t taken off his helmet.

When I received the Labatt’s Award for Safety from the Duke of Kent in 1992, Nigel was unable to attend the ceremony, so he sent me his apologies, and a short video congratulating me on the award, fondly recalling the incident described above. I think he was very kind of him to go public (because he didn’t come off very well with it), and that he really meant what he said. Ayrton attended the ceremony, but he was not wearing a jacket or tie and had to borrow them from Jackie Stewart, who luckily had a spare, since he was staying at the hotel. Jackie was the only one who had received the same award before. We had left my hospital late for the ceremony, which was being held at the Grosvenor Hotel, and on our way past the Victoria Memorial, I saw the Duke of Kent’s limo ahead of us on the Mall. I instructed our chauffeur to overtake them, to get to the Grosvenor before them and avoid creating a real protocol problem. We managed to catch up with the limo as we headed up Park Lane, and passed them at the U-bend above the Grosvenor, where the road turns back down Park Lane again. By speeding down Park Lane we managed to win the race by just a few seconds. where the street returns again to take Park Lane down. By speeding down Park Lane we managed to win the race by just a few seconds. where the street returns again to take Park Lane down. By speeding down Park Lane we managed to win the race by just a few seconds.

On occasion, Nigel is able to lead a cause. When I arrived at the Intercontinental Hotel in Rio, very early on a Thursday morning, I was surprised to see a representation of the brokers waiting for me. The trio consisted of Nigel, Alain Prost and Martin Brundle, and their cause for concern was that the AIDS epidemic was sweeping the world, and they had heard that it could be spread through blood transfusion. Nigel and Alain asked me to guarantee that no pilot would receive a transfusion that might be contaminated.

For that GP we were using the Hospital of the Armed Forces in Rio as a support center, and in fact I already had guarantees that AIDS tests were done in their blood bank and that they had been negative. However, I couldn’t resist answering them: “Uncontaminated blood is very expensive and hard to come by, and I wouldn’t want to waste it by using it on someone who was already contaminated by the virus before.” They didn’t seem fazed, so I continued: “However, I guarantee you that if you prove to be uncontaminated by the virus, I will get you uncontaminated blood, individually. Anyone who is interested can come this afternoon to the medical center and we will test him for AIDS”. No one appeared, and I heard nothing more on the subject, except from Mrs. Brundle, who, Sitting next to me at dinner, she said hurtfully, “I heard you think Martin might have AIDS.” Hastily (and falsely), I told him, “well, now that mosquitoes carry it, anyone could get it!”

In 1993, Mansell, who some time before had already promised me that he would donate a helmet for one of my charity auctions, gave me one of the helmets with which he had won the Indy-Cart championship in 1993. He gave it to me at Donnington, where he had come to take part in a touring car race in October 1993. Appropriately enough, the money raised from his auction was used to research insanity.

Keke Rossberg
Keke Rosberg was an unusual guy in the Grand Prix era of the 1980s. He was above all an individualist, and throughout his time on the grid he was the fittest driver of all. For a Scandinavian, and therefore accustomed to less temperate climates, he could handle the heat really well, hence his performances in Dallas in 1983 and in Rio in 1984, where he appeared on the podium cool as a cucumber while Piquet, the winner, He fainted and had to be revived. He kept fit despite being a smoker, and he shared this habit with other drivers – James Hunt, for example, and Niki Lauda, ​​who enjoyed his rare, long, thin cigars in the Brabham team truck during the 1970s.

Keke was spectacular in the car and, like Prost, I never had to rescue him from an accident. I will always remember his most remarkable feat, when at Silverstone in 1985 he did a practice lap at 160 mph, this being the first time he had achieved it, and on a circuit that was still drying after the heavy rain that had fallen a few hours before.

A couple of years ago we went as a group to have dinner with him in Estoril. Ron Dennis took four of us in his car. but on the way back there were six of us who squeezed into the vehicle, among them, in the back seat, Keke, who was quite “happy”. We were stopped at a red light a few hundred yards from the hotel when Keke lunged forward, grabbed the car’s ignition keys, turned them off, and ran away with them. When we managed to get to the hotel, having left the car abandoned and cutting off a major intersection, we found Keke about to leave the hotel in a car he had hired; Unbeknownst to us, he had left our car keys at the front desk. Before he could get away, I opened the driver’s door and threatened to lunge at him if he started.

He got out of the car to make a deal with me, at which point Ron sneaked into the car, opened the engine compartment, and unplugged the electrical part. Leaving Rosberg cracking up, we retrieved our keys and Ron and I headed back to the car to drive him back. We got to the hotel just in time to see Keke try to leave a second time, this time in Mika Hakkinen’s rental car. Ron was still able to give him a little push in the rear with our bumper before he got away.

Overall, I would rate Keke Rosberg as an extremely robust person, both physically and psychologically. It was clear that his mechanics were thinking the same thing when they placed a note in the cockpit of his car that read: “Keke, please treat him like a virgin”.

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