Geoffrey Boycott Quotes

I don't want to die in a race car.

I compare it to being in a car accident. There's so much adrenaline rushing through you that you remember being in the accident but you don't remember any of the details.

I love driving fast. I grew up in Germany; we have the Autobahn here, where we can drive without a speed limit. And throughout my 20s, I always had fast cars, and I always went to the maximum. Like, my average cruising speed was 250 km/hr.

I'm riveted by extreme sports like big-wave surfing, 'megaramp' skateboarding and half-pipe snowboarding. I'm fascinated partly because the sports are so exhilaratingly acrobatic. But I'm also captivated by the fear that a terrible accident might happen at any moment. And accidents do happen.

As I was coming out of the closet, our car was hurtling over an embankment.

I live to feel myself in danger.

I like the edge of danger.

Panic is a natural human response to danger, but it's one that severely compounds the risk.

Sometimes you need to play with a knife between your teeth.

I know it can be dangerous, but I love racing. I worry my wife, but she knows it's important to me.

Traffic terrifies me.

I thought: This is not racing, it's a suicide mission.

Danger is cool.

A lot of people ask me when I do a stunt, 'Jackie, are you scared?' Of course I'm scared. I'm not Superman.

We're in a giant car heading towards a brick wall and everyone's arguing over where they're going to sit.

When it comes to cars, only two varieties of people are possible - cowards and fools.

Only a crazy person wouldn't fear approaching a car with tinted windows during a late-night car stop, or pounding up a flight of stairs to execute a search warrant, or fast-roping from a helicopter down into hostile fire. Real agents, like real people, feel that fear in the pit of their stomachs.

We walked to the brink and we looked it in the face.

Auto racing is boring except when a car is going at least 172 miles per hour upside down.

Shoot, every time you get on an animal, you take your life in your hands.

Look, if you're driving down the highway at 120 miles an hour, I'd rather be behind the wheel than in the backseat.

I've tried everything other than jumping out of a plane, but nothing gives you an adrenaline rush like racing a car.

At 140, 150, that's when the car starts floating. At 160, that's when you start seeing dead relatives. At 180, it's, like, terrifying and exciting.

I have tested my nerve by reaching a little too closely toward a lengthy alligator on the Gulf Coast and a saucer-sized tarantula in a Houston car park.

That damn fool will get himself killed by some other damn fool.