Brooke Johnston

Brooke Johnston

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    • Sammy 2022-04-23 07:01:06

      Extremely fast

      He said that when James died of a heart attack at the age of forty-five, he had no accident, just heartbroken. The world saw them as natural enemies, but he was one of the few he admired.
             These two people are one of many people who use their lives to gallop on the track.
             He is...

    • Wayne 2022-04-19 09:01:10

      Adventure and calm competition

      F1 racing seems to be a sport without women, and the relationship between men and cars is sometimes better than the relationship between men and women. "Fast Merry" is a true story that reflects the racing cars and drivers in the 1970s. I have never watched the race at the venue. It is said that it...

    • Stevie 2022-03-23 09:01:09

      Watching this movie can speed up people's blood circulation to the level of F1 racing. The race and the characters are very meaty. Two players with completely different personalities have lived out different lives, but they have created the same legend. I personally like Niki. Only he is qualified to say "For your dreams, you can go as many times as you want!" What a crazy dance or something! !

    Rush quotes

    • Italian Journalist: How are you feeling, Niki?

      Niki Lauda: Fine.

      American Journalist: Niki, can you confirm to us exactly which procedures you've had and the expectations for your recovery?

      Niki Lauda: Sure. I had a skin graft operation, where they put half my right thigh in my face. Now it doesn't look too good, but one unexpected advantage is it's impossible to perspire through a skin graft, so sweat will never run into my eyes again, which is good for a driver.

      [laughter from the journalists]

      Spanish Journalist: [Raises hand] When they heard about your condition, Ferrari immediately hired a replacement driver, Carlos Reutemann.

      Niki Lauda: Yeah. Before even reaching the hospital.

      German Journalist: Is Reutemann driving today, too?

      Niki Lauda: Yes, and keen to make an impression. So let's see where Mr. Reutemann finishes and where I finish today.

      American Journalist: James Hunt and McLaren have caught up a lot while you were away.

      Niki Lauda: Yes. So is there a question now, or are you just trying to piss me off?

      [laughter from the journalists]

      German Journalist: Do you still think you can win?

      Niki Lauda: Yes, of course. I have the better car. And possibly I'm the better driver. But he's a clever guy, and he's used his time well while I was lying half-dead in hospital... to win some points.

      British Journalish: And what did your wife say when she saw your face?

      [Lauda pauses]

      Niki Lauda: She said, 'Sweetie, you don't need a face to drive. You just need a right foot.'

      [laughter from the journalists]

      British Journalish: I'm being serious. Do you really think your marriage can survive with the way you look now?

      Niki Lauda: And I'm being serious, too.

      [Points at British journalist]

      Niki Lauda: Fuck you. Press conference over.

      [Lauda gets up angrily and storms his way out of the press conference]

    • [Following Lauda's press conference, Hunt approaches the British journalist that offended Lauda]

      British Journalish: James, are you all right?

      James Hunt: Good, yeah. Listen, I think I've got something for you on that last question, about Niki.

      British Journalish: You heard about that?

      James Hunt: I did.

      [Hunt shoves the journalist into the maintenance room]

      British Journalish: James...

      [Hunt punches the journalist in the stomach and closes the door before proceeding to punch him in the face and shove him to the ground]

      British Journalish: Please, James...

      [Hunt grabs the journalist's tape recorder and stuffs it between his mouth]

      James Hunt: Now go home to your wife and ask her how you look.

      [Hunt punches the tape recorder on the journalist's face before he walks away]

      James Hunt: Prick.