Now, personally, I like a car with some sort of character.

I don't particularly want to smear myself into a hillside.

I had post-traumatic amnesia, five-second memory, it happens as a result of brain injury.

This is just the happiest car in the world! I shall call it Oliver! Not that we'd ever name a car on Top Gear. I wish I hadn't said that.

And I like pygmy goats, because they're just lovely, and ducks.

The easiest and simplest thing that any one can do to make their car safer, more gas efficient, whatever - check the tire pressure.

Mothers will be fishing kids out of obscure cubby-holes for years!