A long time ago there was a racing driver, a fantastic driver, who did many impossible things. He took his first GP victory at the end of his first full season by choosing a compound his tyre supplier said was way too soft.
But he knew better; he had an uncanny feel for how to nurse the rubber but still conjure winning speed from it. His team-mate, renowned as one of the most sensitive drivers of all time, knew he couldn't make these tyres last, opted for the harder ones - and finished third.
The driver took his next victory early the following season by pushing his new team-mate hard enough to make him overwork his tyres. That done, he simply glided past and reeled off the remaining laps, untroubled, serene.