You know what, I distinctly remember my boat blew up and I was killed!

Hollywood movies are designed for 15-year-old youths from North Dakota who, intellectually speaking, are on equal terms with a British zoo animal.

A turbo: exhaust gasses go into the turbocharger and spin it, witchcraft happens and you go faster.

Some say he never blinks, and that he roams around the woods at night foraging for wolves. All we know is he’s called the Stig.

Do not cruise through red lights. Because if I'm coming the other way, I will run you down, for fun.

You have city centre pubs where men go to meet girls, not realising that all girls in city centre pubs have thighs like tug boats and morals that would surprise a zoo animal.

Sometimes I stagger even myself with my genius.