When the afterburner lights, I haven't got 5,000 horsepower. I've got 10,000 horsepower, and possibly the biggest accident you've ever seen in your life.

Forty is brilliant and I love it. I'm happier now than when I was 20.

Failing my driving test first time; that was a disappointment on a geological scale.

Mexican cars are just going to be lazy, feckless, flatulent, overweight, leaning against a fence asleep looking at a cactus with a blanket with a hole in the middle on as a coat.

When the afterburner lights, I haven't got 5,000 horsepower. I've got 10,000 horsepower, and possibly the biggest accident you've ever seen in your life.

Unless I have been sorely misinformed, supermodels are powerless to resist a man with illuminated doorsills.

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