A small child has no ambitions, he has no desires. He is so absorbed in the moment - a bird on the wing catches his eye so totally; just a butterfly, its beautiful colors, and he is enchanted; the rainbow in the sky. . . and he cannot conceive that there can be anything more significant, richer than this rainbow. And the night full of stars, stars beyond stars. . . Innocence is rich, it is full, it is pure.
I am able to ride the bike and think clearly about strategy and tyres. I also have positive thinking. I am very constructively critical.