I don't know driving in another way which isn't risky. Each one has to improve himself. Each driver has its limit. My limit is a little bit further than other's.
I'm a really bad driver. When I'm in L.A. my husband always has to park the car for me, because I'm likely to hit something.
I can parallel park pretty well - I'm a great driver.
I rate myself as a driver, but I think everybody does.
I have a driver in London because I am slightly dyslexic and cannot drive in the U.K.; after all, the traffic runs the opposite way to that in the United States.
Honestly, I feel nobody can drive a race car better than I can. Driving-wise, I feel like I can out-drive anybody.
When I was 4, my dad let me 'help' him back out of the driveway, but I'm amazing at driving golf carts.
I cannot drive very well. I drive slow and very safe. I don't know cars that well.
I'm a really good driver. I've been driving since I was very small, and I do like driving fast. I remember the first time my dad taught me that when you go into a corner you change down then put your foot right down on the way out. I'm very competitive about driving.
Driving fast on the track does not scare me. What scares me is when I drive on the highway I get passed by some idiot who thinks he is Fangio.
I think I'm so much of a better driver than I was when I first came to Duke; that's the biggest thing for me.
A lot of times, I can turn and pass without even looking.
I won the 2007 U.S. Open and 2009 Masters in my late 30s, largely because of my confident driving.
It takes a little time to return to a Formula One car after 15 months away and to get back in the rhythm again, but after about 20 laps, I was feeling really comfortable and enjoying myself.
You don't have to worry about whether the car is set up right or not, you know it is, and it's down to you. Ultimately, that's what every driver wants.
I think you have to feel comfortable with your car. You have to go into turn one, every lap, with confidence. You have to be sure of yourself and your equipment.
I'm a typical dirt racer that wants to go try different lines. When the line goes to the top of the racetrack, I feel like I'm a little bit better.
My husband's a stunt man, and he dragged me to stunt driving school with him because I hate driving and he felt that it would help to make me feel more comfortable. And it did in certain ways, and in certain ways I'm still not.
I didn't get my licence because I wasn't allowed to. But I haven't had a seizure for a long time so I could, theoretically, get my licence. But I'm now just so used to not driving, I'm scared of what I'd do.
So the first thing that I thought about was, 'How is this car going to handle?' But then after I'd been driving with it and practicing with it and I accomplished that, then I just kind of sat back.
I still don't know how to drive. I don't go anywhere, really. My brother drives me. I walk around my neighborhood but I don't go anywhere, nor do I want to.
Every single year, I tell myself I am going to drive. It never happens. I don't know how to drive. I am already 20. This needs to happen.
I've never seen myself as a 'girl driver.' I'm just a driver.
I don't want to just be a good driver: I want to be a complete driver and hopefully the best driver in the world.
If your wife wants to learn to drive, don't stand in her way.
