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Win once or win forever
Angela 2022-04-22 07:01:02
In the heavy rain in Japan, Nicky chose to retire, and Hunter took the risk and ran the whole process, and relied on this victory to win the season championship. Nicky said he doesn't regret the choice he made, and if I were him, I should have made the same choice. But in reality, more people will choose Hunter's way, no matter what he does, he won't talk about it this time. Just like in the stock market, the vision of most people is to get rich overnight. I think this is not so-called impetuous, but human nature. The tenets of life are different, even if Nicky can win five seasons, Hunter only wins the moment, and in their own hearts, they both feel that they are the winners in life. So when Nikki said he was not surprised when he heard that Hunter died at 45, I don't think Hunter himself was surprised. To win once is to win for life, and to win for life is also to win once.
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Niki Lauda: Of course he didn't listen to me. For James, one world title was enough. He had proved what he needed to prove. To himself and anyone who doubted him. And two years later, he retired. When I saw him next in London, seven years later, me as a champion again, him as broadcaster, he was barefoot on a bicycle with a flat tire, still living each day like his last. When I heard he died age 45 of a heart attack, I wasn't surprised. I was just sad. People always think of us as rivals but he was among the very few I liked and even fewer that I respected. He remains the only person I envied.
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Niki Lauda: Twenty five drivers start every season in Formula One, and each year two of us die. What kind of person does a job like this? Not normal men, for sure. Rebels, lunatics, dreamers. People who are that desperate to make a mark, and are prepared to die trying. My name is Niki Lauda, and racing people know me for two things. The first is my rivalry with him.
[James Hunt]
Niki Lauda: I don't know why it became such a big thing. We were just drivers busting each other's balls. To me this is perfectly normal, but other people saw in differently. That whatever it was between us went deeper. The other thing I'm remembered for is what happened on 1st August 1976, when I was chasing him like an asshole...