"CLARKSON:" "Last year, Richard Hammond and I set off from Venice on what should have been the perfect road trip." "(LAUGHING)" "We always had the right car for the right road." "What a machine!" "The sun shone when we wanted it to..." "Look at this now." "...and the rain came when we didn't." "(LAUGHING)" "It was brilliant." "Right up to the moment when the French Constabulary took away our driving licences." "Oh..." "Right." "So, this year with the lesson learned, we thought we'd do the perfect road trip again." "And this time we'd get it right." "(OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYING)" "Do not adjust your set." "I know this how we began last year, on a Riva Acquarama, the world's best speedboat." "In Venice, the world's best city" "that's built on a sea." "Yeah." "But there are some major differences between what you saw last year and what you'll see this time." "Firstly, he's even fatter." "Oh, I am." "He is." "And secondly, we have completely changed the route." "Oh, yeah." "This year we are not going to France." "Because frankly, they are..." "Well, they're a bunch of... (OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYING)" "Instead we shall be staying in Italy," "God's personal racetrack, going from Venice down through Tuscany and Rome and along the spectacular Amalfi Coast." "And the cars we'll be using will be even better than they were last year." "Faster, harder, louder." "We'd even arranged to finish on the glittering jet-set island of Capri in a couple of classic Ford Capris." "Nothing could go wrong this time." "(HORN HOOTING)" "Frankly, the roads we've lined up this year are biblical." "Well, they're not biblical, they're more modern than that, but they are magnificent." "And the cars we have to drive on them..." "So, there is a whole exciting, thrilling bag of things we've got lined up." "But one thing we haven't put in it..." "Is James May." "James May." "He's not here." "Which is what really makes it perfect." "You lose Captain Slow." "We can go with the sort of speeds they like in Italy." "And I have one extra thing, one extra little piece of perfection this year..." "Oh, here we go." "...to go with the perfect road trip." "No, critical, for the first time ever." "Food, we're abroad." "Ordinarily, I pretty much starve or survive on crisps." "This time, for the first time, not only am I going to be able to eat foreign food," "I'm gonna love it because we are going to Bologna, home of spaghetti Bolognese, my favourite food in the world." "Bologna." "Bolognese." "I'll be able to eat like a local and love it." "(OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYING)" "CLARKSON:" "Soon, we docked the boat and were ready to meet the cars we'd chosen for the first leg of the journey." "Richard would be using the brand new 5.2-litre V10 Lamborghini Hurácan, the long-awaited replacement for the Gallardo." "And I'd be using this." "The equally new McLaren 650S, which comes with a twin turbo 3.8-litre V8." "Now, you're probably sitting there wondering why neither of us has chosen to use a Ferrari 458." "And that's a good question because it is a magnificent car." "It is." "But it has one massive flaw." "Mmm." "James May owns one." "He does." "He does and he has completely ruined it." "Nobody would want to buy Ferrari 458 now." "No." "Nobody." "I do not want to drive to Bologna in James May's car." "No, it would be like going there in his underpants." "It would ruin the experience." "It's worse." "Whereas in these, our immediate future is bright." "Our immediate future is orange." "Very, very orange." "Ya-ha-ha!" "(ENGINE ROARING)" "What a noise!" "James May thought long and hard about buying a McLaren." "But then he realised it was much quicker than the Ferrari, so of course, being Captain Slow, he'd want the Ferrari." "And that was the old MP4-12C, that was what he was thinking of buying." "This is the 650S and this..." "This is a different animal." "This looks more aggressive than the 12C." "It's got some technology from the P1 in it and much to the annoyance of those who did buy a12C, this is a hell of a lot faster." "I have at the control of my right foot 641 brake horsepower." "I have 500 torques and all that means I can go from 0-60 in 2.9 seconds." "The 12C was three seconds faster round the Top Geartest track than a Ferrari 458." "This..." "Oh, this is..." "Jesus wept, that's quick!" "When we talk about super cars and then hyper cars, this is hyper car speed, it really is." "And yet, like the 12C, it's unbelievably comfortable." "It is like driving around in a cloud." "Because all the wheels are connected electronically rather than with anti-roll bars, there's no physical connection between them." "And that means when one wheel goes over a bump, it feels it, but none of the others do." "That's why you just glide along." "What this means is that you can go faster and harder for longer." "Which means that pretty soon you'll have to stop somewhere so your colleague can catch up." "(BELL TOLLING)" "Shut up!" "I haven't said anything yet." "Yeah, but I know what you're going to say." "You're gonna go on about how your car's faster when it's..." "It is." "HAMMOND:" "That'll do 202 miles an hour." "CLARKSON:" "The McLaren will do 207." "It's more powerful, it's got more torque, it's lighter..." "There's no point even discussing speed, and I wasn't going to." "I was going to say..." "I don't think your car looks very nice." "HAMMOND:" "No." "What?" "It doesn't." "Because it doesn't look very nice?" "Look at it, it's all angles and..." "It's beautiful." "Look, I will concede, reluctantly, it's not as visually exciting as some Lamborghinis are when they're first launched." "It should be." "Deny that the back of your car still looks like the back of a vacuum cleaner." "It looks like something on a shelf in an electronic..." "It does, it does." "I..." "Listen, I'm not saying that the McLaren is perfect, but it's more perfect than that is." "I want you to stop talking now because there's a danger" "I might agree with you a tiny bit." "(MUMBLING)" "And I don't wanna do that." "What I do wanna do is drive my Lamborghini." "Right." "All right, I will concede that the McLaren is a very good car." "But in the real world, this is better." "It's the things you can't see that make the difference." "The turbo in the McLaren is carbon fibre." "Very strong, very light, very good." "But you ding it, basically you're gonna need a new car." "The tub in this is a blend of carbon fibre and aluminium which is easier to repair." "This interior, it's superb." "This has had proper thought put into it." "Things are where they should be, there's no confusion and what's what just for the sake of how it looks." "And all of the electronics now come from Audi." "Which means they work." "There's a device which shuts down the engine at a set of traffic lights." "And there's four-wheel drive." "But don't think that they've made it all sensible." "Oh, my God!" "(ENGINE ROARING) Listen to that." "(TYRES SQUEALING)" "It's got the same 5.2-litre V10 as in the Gallardo." "It's got a new top-end and a new exhaust system." "A point that makes itself clear as soon as you put your foot down." "Yay!" "(CHUCKLES)" "It's got the same flappy paddle DSG gearbox as you get in the Audi R8." "Which is very good news, because that's one of, if not the best, gearbox in the world." "Instant!" "And I've got a button here." "It's the ANIMA button." "That's Italian for animal." "I bet Hammond is sitting in his Lamborghini now talking about animals." "'Cause he doesn't know that ANIMA, which is what the button's called, in Italian, means "soul"." "And there's three different modes, so I'm guessing they're like different animals." "The soft one is probably a hare, fast but quite fluffy." "And then you can go for the middle one, that's maybe a cheetah." "And then the really angry one is a tiger." "I'm going tiger." "If you push it, it just firms up the dampers." "It doesn't turn the car into an elephant." "It has nothing to do with animals." "He's a blithering idiot." "There are times, pushing on like this when the Hurácan feels more like a sports car than a super car, and that is a compliment." "Because what I'm saying is it feels more like something you can use and drive hard rather than a bauble." "The steering is superb." "God, this thing is good." "It's still a Lambo." "This is still exciting." "CLARKSON:" "With Hammond now very happy that the Hurácan was behaving as a true Lamborghini should, we headed into one of Italy's least well-known treasures." "Bologna." "Home to two basketball clubs, the seventh busiest airport in all of Italy and this, a magnificent piece of 17th century architecture that I knew Hammond was dying to find out about." "Pay attention, Hammond." "This is the longest portico in the world, okay." "It's four kilometres." "Goes all the way from this part of Bologna to a church at that part, and it's so people could go to church without walking in the sun." "I'm not interested." "666 arches and would you like to know why they chose the number of the beast?" "No." "What I'd like to know is where I get my spaghetti Bolognese." "(SCOFFS) -'Cause that's what I'm here for." "Where is it?" "CLARKSON:" "And with that, we were off." "(BELL TOLLS)" "Obviously, I don't need to be in the shade because I have a" "Mediterranean, olive complexion." "That means I can take the roof off the 650S and not suffer at all." "Excellent." "HAMMOND:" "I'll be honest." "I am slightly annoyed by how good that McLaren looks with the roof off." "Suddenly, it's got all the drama you need in a super car." "It looks brilliant." "Damn!" "And here we are entering the centre of Bologna, the red city so named because it's the communist capital of Italy." "And it's the home of Lamborghini." "That communist icon. (CHUCKLES)" "In the city centre, we parked in a square which caused no fuss at all." "I apologise for my friend." "Oh." "I would really like to go." "He gets crotchety..." "I'm not crotchety." "I just want to go and eat." "Can I go and get..." "Yes, you go..." "Bye." "Which one do you like best?" "Lamborghini or McLaren?" "McLaren." "The McLaren?" "Yeah." "McLaren more than the Lamborghini even here." "I'll have the spaghetti Bolognese, please." "No." "No, no." "I'll have spaghetti Bolognese, please." "(SPEAKING ITALIAN)" "Spaghetti Bolognese." "As in Bologna..." "No." "No spaghetti." "(ENUNCIATING) Spaghetti Bolognese." "No." "(SPEAKING ITALIAN)" "You sure?" "Spaghetti..." "No." "Okay." "HAMMOND:" "Eventually, I had to concede defeat and join Jeremy who just finished his dinner." "Wow." "Beg on." "This is ridiculous." "What?" "You can't get spaghetti Bolognese anywhere." "Can you not?" "In Bologna." "That's unbelievable." "What have you had anyway?" "I had a ragù." "Sounds disgusting." "Hmm." "Anyway, listen, never mind that." "I've booked a hotel for the night and I've got an idea." "It's got one really good room, okay?" "Right..." "Whoever gets there first can have the room." "So a race there?" "Yeah." "First one there gets that room." "Yeah." "Exactly." "All right." "Yeah, I'm up for that." "You're up for that?" "I'lljust finish this and we'll get going." "Spaghetti Bolognese." "Ragù, mmm." "Three, two, one." "Go!" "Satnav is the answer here." "So, let's put it in." "Here we go." "Don't know where he's going." "What Hammond doesn't realise, of course, is that in old cities like this, even Audi satellite navigation is useless." "Local knowledge, that's what you need and I know it is right here." "I love the way the satnav is integrated into the main instrument binnacle rather than a separate ugly screen." "Okay." "Uh..." "Uh..." "Sort of..." "I think it's that way." "(HONKING)" "CLARKSON:" "Whilst Hammond was annoying local delivery drivers," "I was making progress the old-fashioned way." "Good, so right on Nosadella, past that big statue..." "Yes, I know where I am now." "I know more than satellite navigation." "Well, everybody knows more than McLaren satellite navigation because it knows literally nothing at all." "It tells you where you've been." "It tells you where it thinks you ought to be." "But it never tells you where you are or where you're going." "There's no left here." "Straight on." "No, it was right." "It was right." "I should have done the right there." "In cities, most super cars, in fact all super cars, feel enormous and ungainly." "They really do feel like you've gone into a china shop with a bull." "This, though, it doesn't." "It shrinks around you, it feels tiny." "And speaking of Hammond..." "God!" "I need to be able to select width of street." "It's really hard to judge this car." "Squeeze it down here." "Easy-peasy." "Cyclist!" "I had no idea he was there." "He's in my blind spot." "Which is massive." "Ooh, three here..." "Now left..." "This is it." "Oh, God!" "Well, I didn't want the posh room anyway." "Any room will do me." "I'm not that fussed." "Just a room." "(FOOTSTEPS) (PANTING)" "Oop." "I hear the sound of an approaching Hammond." "I think he's still nine storeys away, though, so we have plenty of time to finish my book." "Ooh, he's getting louder." "Ah, you're here." "Why is the winner gonna be very pleased?" "Well, this hotel only has one room, and, as you can see," "I've got it." "One room?" "It's not really a hotel then, is it?" "It is." "It's a one-room hotel." "So, what do you say?" "I've got to either sleep with you..." "Which isn't gonna happen." "No, it's not." "'Cause I sleep like that." "Don't wanna know." "Or go all the way back down with my suitcases and find somewhere else." "That's exactly it." "You lose, back you go." "Right." "Gone." "Yeah." "Sleep well." "Hope you don't die or anything." "(CHUCKLES)" "I'll be fine." "I'll find somewhere good." "CLARKSON:" "Don't trip up." "It's much more tricky going down than it is going up." "HAMMOND:" "Well, at least I'll get to sleep in hospital." "CLARKSON:" "The next morning, inspired by the incredible views from my hotel's only bedroom window," "I had an idea." "An idea I was keen to share with my rather grumpy colleague." "What?" "Well, the thing is, okay, 50 miles from here, not even that, there's a racetrack." "What racetrack?" "Can't remember what it's called, but there's a big red helmet" "at the entrance." "Let me guess." "Is there only room for one car on the racetrack?" "No." "And you're on it first." "No, honestly..." "I think we should go there." "No, we should." "It's a proper racetrack." "Yes, it is." "It is." "All right." "Just have to look for a red helmet." "And so the search began." "(SPEAKING BROKEN ITALIAN)" "You don't know." "Okay." "(SPEAKING BROKEN ITALIAN)" "Grazie." "They don't seem to know, Hammond." "Well, what are you asking?" "(SPEAKING BROKEN ITALIAN)" "Um, does that mean you're asking them where their red helmet is?" "Oh, yeah." "That might be a bit rude actually." "Eventually, after fine-tuning our Italian, we found it." "Think you will agree, Hammond, that is a red helmet." "HAMMOND:" "It's a very big red helmet, yes." "CLARKSON:" "This is Mugello." "It's not the fastest racetrack in the world, or the most technical, but it's sure as hell the prettiest." "And these are the cars we'd be driving round it." "I had gone for the new BMW M4." "And Hammond had chosen the V8 Jaguar F-Type Coupé R." "A car he doesn't like very much." "(ENGINE REVVING)" "Why don't you like it?" "Well, I don't think it's as pretty as everyone says it is." "It is." "I don't think it is." "And I don't like the noises it makes." "All those crackles and bangs." "They're artificial." "They're there because a man with a laptop told it to sound like that." "The V6 isn't as bad, but this V8, it's... (STAMMERING) It's false." "So..." "Okay, you had a choice." "You could have any car you like here." "Why have you brought something you don't like?" "You shall see." "CLARKSON:" "And with that, he was gone." "Listen to that." "Sounds like it's got indigestion." "And then when you lift off... (CRACKLING)" "Most people hear a car making noises like that, they'll think it's broken." "Don't like the interior, I think the dials are boring." "Putting the light control on the end of the indicator stalk, fine in a Nissan Micra, but in a £95,000 sports car, it suggests they're too lazy or too mean to develop a separate switch for it." "And I think it's too expensive." "Best part of £95,000 when you've specced it up to anything acceptable." "Not so long ago, that was super car money." "It's too much." "It should be altogether cheaper." "So why then have I chosen this car for my day at Mugello?" "Simple." "Because it's more powerful than the BMW and it can do this." "Some cars can be made to over-steer, to drift and slide." "This wants to." "It's all it wants to do." "(LAUGHING)" "Even I can drift this and I'm an idiot!" "It's just a hooligan machine." "It might be a Jaguar, but it ain't no stuffed shirt." "There are all of two things I don't like about the BMW and not just the colour which, of course, is hideous." "See, the thing is, in essence, this is a two-door M3, what used to be called the M3 Coupé." "But they've now called it an M4 and they've thought, "Right," ""we must make it different."" "And look how much styling there is in that bit of car." "And then look at the bonnet." "It goes up there, then up again, then up again and the door mirror..." "Why is it so fussy?" "You get the impression that if the man who'd styled this were given the job of styling Angelina Jolie," ""She's got lovely eyes so I'll give her six of those," ""and 14 noses and 23 lips."" "And it wouldn't have worked." "And there's more." "Richard's Jag, that has a V8." "The old M3 had a V8." "This has a 3-litre turbo-charge 6, and I'm sorry, but turbo charging is for the weak." "I know it's very good for emissions and polar bears and so on, but there has to be lag." "There has to be a gap between when you put your foot down and the car moving forward." "There has to be." "You can't feel it but it must be there." "It..." "It must." "Loser!" "Very good." "There's another eco issue as well." "They fitted electric power steering." "Whatever you do, if you have one of these, never, ever, ever put the steering in sport plus, 'cause then it's like a switch." "Over-steer on, off." "On, off." "Right." "I've now got it set up." "Gearbox in maximum attack mode." "Suspension, maximum attack." "Steering, maximum comfort." "'Cause then it'll work." "See?" "Easy now." "Much easier." "(LAUGHS)" "And loser!" "Yes, very good, Hammond." "Very good." "But behind all the little niggles, there is one inescapable truth." "The old M3 did the standing kilometre in 24 seconds." "This does it in 22." "But it's not the speed that impresses most of all with the M4." "It's the precision of the handling." "(ENGINE REVVING)" "The obvious thing about this is that it's all held together with a latticework of aluminium and carbon fibre." "It's incredibly stiff." "And you can feel that." "(TYRES SQUEALING)" "Just a wonderful sense of just the back starting to go and it's all communicated beautifully." "If you set it up right." "Hey!" "Loser!" "I've had enough of this." "As I was becoming weary with cheery Hammond," "I invited him into the pits for lunch..." "And an argument." "Why are you eating biscuits?" "They haven't got spaghetti Bolognese, have they?" "Well, have ragù." "I don't want ragù." "It's lovely." "(MUTTERING)" "You'll like it." "I don't like it." "That's..." "Quick..." "Uh, yeah..." "But..." "It's a bit boring compared with that, mate." "This is a different animal to previous M3 coupés." "It..." "It's definitely different." "You know, the turbo charging and the electric steering have really made it very different." "But it is still a serious player." "It's properly quick." "You get..." "You get it right." "And what was that word you just used?" "What?" "Serious." "Yeah." "It is a bit serious." "There is a whiff of serious." "It's taking it all seriously." "That might be a Jag, but it's mental." "It's complete..." "It's lunatic." "Even I can slither about in that and sort it out." "It's..." "It's..." "It's got a sticky front and a loose back end." "And who doesn't like that?" "Yeah, exactly." "Not a phrase for a first date, obviously." "No, exactly." "But I do like..." "I thought we were..." "I wasn't expecting that." "...freed from that sort of thing." ""As this argument is getting boring..."" "Well, not really." "I was enjoying it." ""...we've devised a challenge to see which of your cars is best." ""You'll now race The Stig."" "Really?" "Yeah. "He will be driving a Fiat 500 Abarth." Oh..." "It's a little hatchback." ""He will be given a two minute, 30 second..."" "Two and a half minutes start?" ""First one to pass him wins."" "Pass him?" "What, as in when he's there, overtake him?" "You mean we've got to overtake The Stig?" "Is that technically, physically possible?" "Stepping into the unknown." "It's like going through a wormhole." "Right." "So, with heavy hearts and wide eyes, we lined our cars up on the start line, next to The Stig." "On the green." "Okay." "(LAUGHING)" "It's rubbish." "That was his best shot?" "Two and a half minutes." "You see it's been raining." "Yes, I am aware of this." "Jeremy." "I'm a bit scared." "I've got many things to set up." "Yes." "In drive gearbox." "Violent settings." "Okay, Jag," "I need you to behave." "Steering comfort." "Lovely." "Oh, God, I can actually see him." "This is it." "Here we go!" "Oop!" "Struggling for traction." "Oh, deary me, I've made a mess of all that." "HAMMOND:" "This is the most powerful car." "I stand a very real chance of doing this." "CLARKSON:" "Hammond got a better start." "He also has, let's be brutally honest about this, about 130 more horsepower than I do." "HAMMOND:" "I must be neat and crisp." "Think like a racing driver, Richard." "The problem is, I'm not very good at doing that and the car," "I don't think wants to." "What I need now is precision." "That'll all have to come from me." "Which means I have had it, because I don't have any precision." "Right, turn in." "Just focus on tightly clean lines." "Not sliding all the way round like this." "This isn't helping anything." "Sliding's not good." "Sliding won't help." "CLARKSON:" "That Jag is fast." "But it is waggling its tail all over the shop." "Damn, damn, damn." "He's on the grass." "I've got him here, surely." "Ha-ha!" "God, that BMW's got some go." "Sliding will not help." "Mustn't do it." "Just concentrate on the job in hand which is catching The Stig." "And then passing him." "Some say that if he's ever overtaken, he will actually lay an egg." "Still no sign of the little Fiat." "I can scarcely believe my eyes." "It's just not anywhere to be seen!" "Where the hell is The Stig?" "There he is!" "There he is in his little Fiat." "Jeremy's on it!" "There is The Stig!" "CLARKSON: 165 horsepower, he's got." "I've got 425." "He's in range!" "HAMMOND:" "Jeremy's trying to get past!" "He is blocking him." "He's not having it, is he?" "CLARKSON:" "Now he's weaving around." "He's being Maldonado!" "Now I can't get past Jeremy." "No, not sideways." "I have to stop Hammond." "It means I can't get past The Stig if I'm doing that!" "Oh, Richard, that's not helping." "Uh-oh." "Uh-oh." "Uh-oh." "Oh, I've spun." "Oh, shit." "(GRUNTING) Shit!" "Oh, dear, I've done a bad thing." "I'll not deny it." "I've crashed." "Yes, we know." "I saw you go off." "I broke the car." "It's always me." "It's always me!" "Right, no need to worry about Hammond any more." "HAMMOND:" "Go get him!" "Yeah, I'd like to think that Jeremy is doing that for the team now." "Right." "Go get him." "CLARKSON:" "Here I come!" "Fake right, go left." "Yes!" "What you gonna do now, Stiglet?" "Yes, I've got you." "I've got you stuffed out there." "Rage emanating from every fibre of his being, because he knows he's history." "Victory is mine!" "Right." "When I see Hammond..." "When I see Hammond, practise my face." "HAMMOND:" "All right." "But come on, what's it like?" "Actually overtaking The Stig." "What did it..." "CLARKSON:" "Well, it's strange 'cause it's like a Doctor Who special effect." "It's like space and time, they move." "Yeah, but was it like a tunnel?" "CLARKSON:" "You can hear..." "Oop." "(CAR APPROACHING)" "CLARKSON:" "Here he comes now." "Here he is." "He's..." "'Cause this has never happened." "No, it's never happened." "In his entire life." "He's never been overtaken." "(TYRES SCREECHING)" "CLARKSON:" "I think he's probably in a bad mood." "HAMMOND:" "He won't be in a..." "I mean, he doesn't get in moods." "He's The Stig." "It's just..." "It's body language..." "No, his body language is bad." "We're not looking like a..." "No, he's all right, he's okay." "CLARKSON:" "No, he's..." "Ooh, he's... (METAL CLANKING)" "HAMMOND:" "I'm surprised!" "That's..." "CLARKSON:" "He's..." "Let's..." "Let's look at this." "Oh, I don't wanna..." "Please." "Probably having me nose rubbed in the carpet." "CLARKSON:" "So you've done this panel." "Yes." "And you've also done..." "I notice you've done this panel." "Yeah." "CLARKSON:" "This panel here." "HAMMOND:" "And a door." "So, it's time to move on now." "Um..." "It is." "Yes, please." "I'd like a lift..." "Yes." "You'd like a ride in the BMW." "Yes, please." "CLARKSON:" "Oh, for God's sake." "That's childish, isn't it?" "CLARKSON:" "The next morning over breakfast, we decided not to do the next leg of ourjourney in a car with a gentleman sausage painted on the side." "This is Tuscany." "I'm trying to think what car we should be using here." "Because it's the sort of New Labour, lovey, spiritual home, you know, Tony Blair," "Polly Toynbee, Melvyn Bragg, Sting..." "What'll fit?" "Yeah..." "Hybrid?" "We gotta blend in, we gotta use something that's eco-friendly." "Yeah, we'll drive a hybrid." "Okay." "We'll eat organic vegetables." "And mud." "We won't use soap while we're here." "We'lljust use leaves." "I'm looking forward to trying a new lifestyle." "CLARKSON:" "This would be the hybrid we'd be driving." "The tree hugging McLaren P1." "We're actually on the motorway..." "In the car of the future." "...in electro-drive." "CLARKSON:" "That's 80 miles an hour." "HAMMOND:" "It's really not trying." "People go on about, "Oh, what are you gonna do when electric cars come along?"" "Drive like maniacs in silence." "CLARKSON:" "Oh, it's quicker than a Golf GTI just using its batteries." "And when you get bored with the sound of silence... (ENGINE ROARS)" "...you just turn on the V8 soundtrack." "Oh, it makes some good noises." "You feel the torque then?" "It is properly fast." "Most cars you can use full throttle pretty much whenever you want." "But this, you just can't." "If you use full throttle in this, you need to be pretty certain..." "There's a big run-off." "Yeah." "There's run-offs everywhere." "God, the steering in this..." "Yeah, I can feel it dance." "Absolutely..." "Yeah." "(LAUGHS)" "It must feel amazing at the wheel." "It does." "Also, the way..." "You know the way bumps can often upset a super car." "But because of the suspension in this, they just don't." "I'm glad it feels good to drive." "Good." "Really, really pleased to hear that." "Why aren't I driving?" "Well, I've never driven it!" "It's my go." "Well, yesterday, you had 540 horsepower and you crashed." "This has 904." "Yeah, but I won't crash it." "Shall I tell you what." "What?" "CLARKSON:" "It's really good." "It doesn't feel like any other super car." "Does it not?" "No." "I don't know how it feels because I've never driven it." "CLARKSON:" "To try and put an end to Hammond's moaning..." "You're gonna let me drive, is that why you're slowing?" "No." "...I decided to stop off at a vineyard for some blind wine tasting." "(GARGLES)" "Mmm." "Mmm." "Red." "No!" "It's white!" "Oh, damn it." "I'm sorry, mate." "Right, let's try this one, hang on." "(GARGLES LOUDLY)" "Ooh, that got it." "Beer." "No, it's red." "Is it?" "Oh!" "Right, one more." "One more." "Hmm?" "What are you getting?" "Red." "No." "Well, nearly." "Red Bull." "It was diet though." "You see?" "I threw you a blind one." "(LAUGHS) Really?" "Red Bull?" "Hey!" "What?" "You swallowed the wine?" "Yeah." "You can't drive!" "I haven't had anything." "I've been pouring." "You've been drinking." "You cannot drive." "You did that on purpose." "No." "Get in the car." "Come on, get in." "CLARKSON:" "There was, however, a small problem that I'd just thought of." "Ooh, my back!" "I can't get in!" "I can't!" "Get in the car." "Just get in the car." "I can't." "Get in." "I'm not..." "Look." "CLARKSON:" "Ow!" "My back again." "(ENGINE REVS)" "CLARKSON:" "Luckily though, I'd chosen the safest route to the hotel." "You're a lot slower than I thought you'd be." "It's quite good." "Is it like this all the way this afternoon?" "I'm just saying." "Is it?" "CLARKSON:" "Happily, the answer was...yes." "HAMMOND:" "Oh, come on!" "I've been desperate to have a go in this!" "You'll be able to say that you've driven a McLaren P1." "Think of that." "CLARKSON:" "Well, well done." "Well, just think, no, you didn't crash once." "Yes, all right." "Well, I'll tell you what." "I'm gonna celebrate that with a big plate of spaghetti Bolognese." "Oh, good luck with that." "Yes, in here." "CLARKSON:" "Is it in there?" "Yeah, I think so." "HAMMOND:" "The next morning, Jeremy had planned a visit to see some more old buildings." "But I'd come up with something much, much better." "If this involves rallying," "I'm going to kill you." "It doesn't." "It isn't." "No, but, Hammond, this is a loose surface." "And that smells of rallying to me." "Fear not, this is something else." "What?" "Well, you will have heard" "of the Mille Miglia." "Yup." "A thousand miles through Italy in something like a 1952 Alfa Romeo?" "That is what we're gonna do." "Really?" "Well, I've had to change a few things." "What things?" "The distance." "I've brought it down a bit." "How far is it?" "It's four miles." "So it's the Quattro Miglia." "Snappy title, I like that." "Yeah, it's that." "Is it in 1952 Alfa Romeos?" "No." "We are doing it in Ferraris." "Really?" "Yeah." "Come with me." "Come have a look." "What Ferraris?" "Have a look." "Come with me." "Your car." "Ferrari 355." "There it is." "I know." "CLARKSON:" "Immediately, I could see something was wrong." "What is it?" "It's a Fiero underneath." "Buried deep under the Ferrari styling." "It's a Pontiac." "Yeah." "Yeah." "It's a Pontiac that is styled by someone in a garage whose wife's left him to look a bit like a Ferrari 355." "Yes." "A car I used to own." "Oh, for God's sake." "Right, we're gonna fire it up?" "HAMMOND:" "Yeah." "(ENGINE SQUEAKS)" "Listen to that." "The belt's slipping." "CLARKSON:" "That's a V6." "Yeah, it is." "So from memory, it's a Fiero engine, yeah?" "It is, yeah." "V6." "I think 140 horsepower those engines had?" "Thereabouts." "CLARKSON:" "Just 'cause it says F355 Berlinetta on the back, doesn't make it." "If I stencil the words "Brad" and "Pitt"" "on the back of you, it doesn't make you Brad Pitt." "No, but for a moment, it might fool someone." "Do you want to see mine?" "What is it?" "Come and have a look." "A Testarossa." "Yeah?" "(LAUGHS)" "It's got the streaks on the side." "HAMMOND:" "All the styling cues are there!" "Look!" "Look at the overhang." "Yeah, well, it was big on the original and it's even bigger on this one." "Hammond?" "Yeah?" "Forgive me, okay, this is obviously plastic, because all kit cars are." "Have you seen the framework?" "It's made from..." "It's 4x2." "Yeah, it's..." "4x2." "It's wood." "Well, it's like it's a Morgan, isn't it?" "Coach build that." "It's a fence." "With some plastic on it." "What is that?" "That's the original..." "The original Fiero had a four-cylinder engine in it." "2.5-litre?" "Yeah." "How many horsepower is that?" "92." "So it's a 92-horsepower Testarossa?" "Yep." "(ENGINE STARTS)" "HAMMOND:" "Ah!" "Testarossa." "Four cylinder." "CLARKSON:" "Headlamps." "One works!" "CLARKSON:" "I then decided to see how far away you'd have to stand for it to look like a real Testarossa." "So not, mate, that's still not a Testarossa." "HAMMOND:" "No, it's not quite there." "I think further." "Another couple of steps back." "Come on!" "From here, that could be a Testarossa." "Yes, but it could also be a phone box." "But..." "I'm sorry, so long as it's occupying a pixel, it couldn't be a Ferrari Testarossa." "Yeah." "Here we go." "The inaugural Richard Hammond four-mile-on-gravel, plastic-Pontiac-Ferrari kit car challenge is about to begin." "Tre, due, uno..." "Vai!" "And we are off." "Yes!" "The mighty V6 is off to an amazing start." "And the four-cylinder Testarossa has been left far behind." "Thing is, I have always wanted to do the Mille Miglia." "But I've never been invited because I'm a Brummie yob." "But even if I had been invited," "I haven't got the time." "It's 1,000 miles." "Takes ages." "This." "Quattro Miglia." "I've got time." "And for spectators, they get to see Ferraris racing in ways they never normally would." "That was a bit skiddy." "No anti-lock brakes, no traction control." "No driver aids of any kind, just pure push-rod technology." "Why can't Richard Hammond ever dream up a motorsport that I might like?" "Jeremy's lost a piece of car." "Expecting this to last four miles is like expecting a fake Rolex that you bought for a fiver at a market stall in Hong Kong to last four trips to the shower." "It won't." "It'll break." "Oh." "Another piece of car." "Oh, no." "Losing power." "(CAR SPUTTERS)" "Many bangs." "Big bangs there." "(CAR SPUTTERS AND MISFIRES)" "Clear your throat, car!" "Clear your throat and go!" "(CAR CONTINUES MISFIRING)" "And we've locked up the rear wheels." "Yeah, that's not good." "And there's nothing at all now." "Fortunately, the 355 was in a terrible state." "The engine had cooked itself and the alternator had stopped alternating." "Unfortunately, however, it was all fixable, and many hours later" "I was able to finish Hammond's stupid little race." "CLARKSON:" "Yes!" "Well done!" "Four miles!" "Oh, yeah!" "CLARKSON:" "Four miles completed." "Feat of endurance." "My misery is at an end." "Yes!" "You have made it to stage two!" "What?" "Well, while you were finishing the massive endurance feat, you and car, stage one, this is stage two!" "What is stage two?" "Well, while you were gone," "I've worked out a lap around these buildings in this" "beautiful old Tuscan town." "Well, how many laps?" "As many as you can manage." "What, so the last one still running is the winner?" "Yeah." "I'm gonna drive it into a wall." "HAMMOND:" "This was the stage I had lined up." "It was around a stunning, deserted Tuscan village." "(GRUNTING)" "Okay, this is it." "Thing is, you wouldn't do this in a normal Ferrari but you'd do it in this one." "It's better." "How in the name of Zeus' butthole have I ended up doing this?" "Right." "Scan flick." "Never been done in a Ferrari before." "Oh, can't see anything now." "Blind!" "And hot and miserable!" "I can't see a thing!" "Yeah, the dust is a problem on this stage." "That's what makes it a unique event." "CLARKSON:" "Then, I had an idea." "If I catch up to him and ram him off the track, then he will lose and the misery will be over." "That's not helping." "It's not supposed to be stock car racing." "It's the city stage." "I'm ramming him!" "I'm ramming him!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Clarkson, it's not a demolition derby." "I'm in a Ferrari." "CLARKSON:" "Mercifully, as we racked up more and more laps, the toll on the cars started to show." "Until eventually, Hammond's Testarossa could take the punishment no longer." "I see steam!" "(ENGINE WHIRRING)" "None of these are good signs." "Um..." "I think Hammond's car is wounded." "I'm hoping it is." "Oh, come on." "Victory is mine and tastes sweet." "CLARKSON:" "But Hammond thought differently." "It's not over yet." "Oh, for crying out loud." "At the heart of this machine, that's a simple four-cylinder engine." "Is it?" "It has at the moment heat seized." "All the metal has expanded, it's stuck." "Is it?" "It's like when you get a bad back at your age." "Then every now and again, it eases." "Does it?" "Give it a rest." "The parts will contract and it'll fire up." "It's gonna do just that." "Not..." "Not now..." "But in a..." "When is it going to do that?" "I'll pick the moment." "I'm good at this." "I know when it'll start." "It's gonna start." "If that starts, I'm gonna kill myself." "(ENGINE CRANKING)" "(ENGINE STARTS)" "(HAMMOND LAUGHS)" "Get in!" "Get in!" "Come on!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "That is mechanical sympathy!" "I'm at one with the machine." "CLARKSON:" "Because the prancing horse whisperer was right, the race was back on." "(LAUGHS)" "I'm still in this." "I'm still racking up those laps." "Please break now." "Please break." "After many more laps, the gods of good fortune finally decided to smile on me." "There has been an extraordinary accident." "I've spun." "The engine is jammed on full revs." "It's in first gear." "And the clutch pedal is being held down by a broom, I have no idea where that came from." "Luckily though, it's held in place by two ropes which are attached to heavy objects." "One is a wheelbarrow with a concrete block in it." "The other is this building." "What worries me though is this small fire has broken out underneath this rope." "Now, if it were to snap, the broom would be dragged out by the wheelbarrow, the clutch would ping off and the car would roar off into that building." "I've no idea how to stop this from happening." "I'm just a passenger in this accident." "Think, Jeremy!" "There must be something you can do." "(SCREAMING)" "(LOUD THUD)" "CLARKSON:" "Oh, no!" "(CAR APPROACHING)" "Well, mate, congratulations, you win." "What happened?" "Extraordinary crash." "Really hard into the wall." "But you're not hurt." "No, I was thrown clear." "Amazing!" "I don't know how it happened." "But I was thrown out and it's gone in the wall." "You did this on purpose." "I didn't!" "You've deliberately thrown the race." "This is a hollow victory." "CLARKSON:" "That night at the hotel, there was good news for Hammond that I hoped would put a smile back on his face." "Do you do spaghetti Bolognese?" "Yes, sir." "You do?" "Yes." "I'll have that then, please." "Actually, I'll have a spaghetti Bolognese." "It's traditional spaghetti Bolognese?" "Perfect." "At last!" "One's just proposed to the other." "That's romantic." "A-ha." "CLARKSON:" "Excellent!" "HAMMOND:" "Um..." "What's this?" "It's spaghetti Bolognese." "No, it's not." "It is." "Oh, no, it isn't." "It is." "It's spaghetti and sausage." "In Italy, spaghetti Bolognese is spaghetti with sausage." "Look." "Actual sausage." "Why don't they call it spaghetti with saus..." "It's not spaghetti Bolognese." "Just stop with the name!" "How could..." "If an Italian comes to Britain and asks for a cooked breakfast, you don't give him a cooked swan, do you?" "You give him bacon and eggs." "It's not right." "No." "Eat it." "It's not right." "It is." "CLARKSON:" "The next morning we woke near the beautiful town of Siena." "And outside our hotel, the producers have provided two cars that would take us in and around it's narrow, medieval streets." "There was the new Mini Cooper S which was shotgunned by Hammond." "And an Audi S1 which, as a result, would be driven by me." "I was expecting a Fiesta ST and a Golf GTI." "Oh, we drove those last year." "(GROANS) Oh, yeah." "So, this is their" "replacement." "Well, it's quite interesting, 'cause I've never driven an S1 before." "And I've not driven a Cooper S, so..." "So it'll be a voyage into the unknown." "Yes, it will." "That's what it'll be." "CLARKSON:" "All we did know is that Siena is a rabbit warren, made up of 6.7 million narrow streets." "In a town like this, size matters, and the smaller the better!" "HAMMOND:" "Small is always best." "And that's what troubles me about this new Mini." "It's 10 centimetres longer than the last model, which was 65 centimetres longer than the original Mini." "So, it isn't really mini." "I don't wanna sound like somebody's dad here, but, when are they going to stop calling it the "Mini"?" "As a bloke you are called "a young man"" "for a lot of years." "But the day comes, and must come, when nobody calls you "young man" any more because you're not!" "And perhaps because it's so big, it needs a bigger two-litre, turbo charged engine, which develops nearly 200 brake horsepower." "This feels a lot better than I expected it to feel." "It feels fantastic." "It feels expensive, which is as well, because it is." "With everything on it, as this one has got, you'll be looking at the best part of £25,000." "There are some other issues as well." "The old new Mini, the one before this one, had a sort of zany feel to it, had that massive speedo that was as big as your face, and they've moved the window switches out to the doors." "It's got this big, round thing in the middle, but it's not a dial any more." "It houses the screen." "It's trying to be both sensible and a bit crazy." "CLARKSON:" "I, on the other hand, had no worries at all about the Audi S1 because on paper, at least, it sounds like it could be a gem." "Now normally, a hot hatchback is a normal hatchback with a bigger engine, and this does indeed have the same engine as the Golf R." "228 horsepower, two-litre turbo." "But it also has four-wheel drive." "And that meant removing the standard car's torsion beam and replacing it with a four-link setup." "Which meant redesigning the entire rear end of the car." "That must have cost Audi a fortune!" "It also has adjustable dampers and a six-speed manual gearbox." "So what you're looking at here is a compact, 228 horsepower, four-wheel drive, turbo-charged Audi." "Could it be, then, that the Quattro is back?" "To find out, I radioed Hammond and suggested a race." "Hammond, I propose some form of competition." "Excellent!" "Is it rallying?" "No, not rallying." "(OVER RADIO) Think about it, both of these are rally cars." "The original Mini Cooper and the Audi Quattro." "Perfect..." "That was a million years ago!" "These are now urban pocket rockets." "So, I propose we have a race into the middle of Siena." "Okay, first one to the Campo wins." "What's the Campo?" "Campo is like a square in the middle of the city, except it's not a square." "It's where they have the horse race." "What, so it's grass?" "(OVER RADIO) No." "It's cobbled." "Um..." "Anyway, listen, right." "Last one to get there has to wear white three-quarter length trousers all day tomorrow, okay?" "Three, two, one..." "Go!" "Right." "Hammond has gone wrong." "HAMMOND:" "So, I am looking for a cobbled horse track in a square that isn't square and if I lose," "I have to wear white three-quarter length trousers for a day." "My life is weird." "CLARKSON:" "Right." "First things first." "I just put everything in dynamic mode." "There we are." "That firms up... (STUTTERING) Oh, no." "That doesn't firm everything up." "It solidifies the suspension..." "They should call it bounce-matic." "Back into auto." "And now we've lost the sharpness." "Also, it isn't as accelerative as a Golf R. And I don't know how that can be." "I mean, it's smaller." "Why isn't it faster?" "So, the Mini was too big, the Audi was all wrong, and we'd both entered" "Siena from completely different directions." "I think it's right in towards the centre." "Looking on my big satnav here, which can take into account the weather." "What it can't do is find the Campo de..." "Whatever it's called." "We've established then, that the S1 is bouncy in dynamic mode and bland in auto mode." "But, at £25,000, it is at least expensive." "And it's not like you're paying for four-wheel drive, 'cause most of the time it's front-wheel drive." "Only in dire emergencies is half the power sent to the back." "Meanwhile, Hammond was having some issues as well." "What I should have done is bring a small car rather than a Mini." "Oh..." "I can't do it." "Uh..." "(BRAKES SCREECHING)" "Ooh!" "Crikey, Moses!" "Sorry." "I've gotten slightly distracted." "Oh..." "Right." "Okay." "Cars are, of course, banned from Siena apart from these ones." "You can have as many laws as you like in Italy, just so long as they are not enforced." "HAMMOND:" "I can see what the producers were thinking here, knowing we were around Siena," ""Small car." "Mini." "ItalianJob. "" "Couple of points there." "If The ItalianJob had been done in this, they would've ended in the first scene because the cars would've been stuck in a tunnel." "It's big!" "CLARKSON:" "Ten minutes in, and it had become less about a race and more about survival." "No." "Right." "I've definitely been there before." "I am going round in circles!" "What if you lived there?" "How would you tell anyone it was there?" ""It's the tall, brown building, opposite the tall, brown building." ""Next to some tall, brown buildings."" "Well, that's everywhere!" "Lost..." "HAMMOND:" "Some of these people are quite aged." "I suspect they've been looking for a way out all their lives." "This isn't the Campo." "It's a square but it's not the square I'm looking for." "Oh, dead end." "Not good." "Using the handbrake." "Yes!" "It works!" "And it's a proper handbrake, not an electronic button." "HAMMOND:" "Oh!" "Cars!" "People." "Everything." "Really dangerous." "Scusi, coming through." "This is hopeless, I'm gonna..." "Hang on, that's a big building." "This is it." "The signs are all right." "One, it's not square." "Two, it's cobbled, three, it's got a Jeremy bloody Clarkson in it." "Where is he?" "Mmm!" "Hammond..." "Hello." "Just thinking..." "Tomorrow," "I am going to wear blue trousers that go all the way to the ground." "Yeah, whatever." "Never mind all that." "'Cause you..." "What's the word?" "I know!" "Lost." "Whatever." "Never mind all that." "Is that a spaghetti Bolognese?" "Yes, it is!" "Yes, it is." "Delicious!" "Mmm!" "Well, I want some." "But it's not called spaghetti Bolognese here." "What's it called?" "It's called..." "Ya-yam-a-balenda." "Ya-yam..." "Ya-yam-a-balenda." "Ya-yam..." "Hello, yes, um, ya-yam-a-balenda..." "Please..." "Ya-yam..." "A-balenda." "(CLARKSON LAUGHING)" "Oh, you total plum sack." "You childish..." "You're a grown man!" "CLARKSON:" "As neither of us had particularly enjoyed our cars, we left them in the Campo and went off to find a hotel on foot." "Do you know it took them 300 years to build that?" "Not interested." "But if you imagine, starting a cathedral, in 1714 and then finishing it today, it would be all different as it went up." "Not interested!" "Glass roof..." "CLARKSON:" "The next morning, Hammond emerged from the hotel looking ridiculous." "But not as ridiculous as he looked when he got into the car he'd chosen." "The new Chevrolet Corvette Stingray." "So, let's just get this straight." "You're gonna drive from here in Siena..." "Mmm-hmm." "...to Rome." "In a Chevrolet Corvette while wearing white three-quarter length trousers?" "Yes." "Well, the trousers are your fault." "And it's 150 miles, this is a brilliant car. 150 miles in a Corvette with the roof down really doesn't worry me." "I'm perfectly happy." "Goodbye!" "(ENGINE REVS)" "Oh!" "This is perfection!" "6.2 litres of American V8 grunt." "Apart from my strides," "I am a very happy boy today." "No, no, no, I'm the happy boy today because I'm in an Alpha Romeo 4C." "The sun is shining." "And I am on my way to Rome." "Everything about this car, every single detail, was designed to be light." "The chassis, for example, is a carbon fibre tub, same as you get on a Formula One car or a McLaren P1." "It weighs 65 kilograms." "The whole car only weighs 900 kilograms." "And that means it doesn't need a big engine." "Which is why, mounted just behind the driver is a small" "1.7-litre, turbo-charged engine which develops just 237 brake horsepower." "Doesn't sound like much, but in a feather, trust me, it is." "This is so much better than the Corvette." "Hammond?" "Yes?" "Do you own a gun?" "Why?" "Have you found the little cubbyhole behind the satnav screen in there?" "Here it is." "Yes, I've found it." "That's where you put your pistol and your Bible." "(LAUGHING)" "(IN SOUTHERN AMERICAN ACCENT) Support the troops, God bless America." "I know he's going to be laughing at me." "Look at that idiot." "Brummie redneck, with his V8 (IN AMERICAN ACCENT) motor... (NORMAL ACCENT) But he knows as well as I do this is not some crude, primitive Yank tank." "This is a modern car, it's all new." "The only two parts carried forward from the old Corvette" "are an air vent in the filter system and on the convertible version, the roof latch, that's it." "Otherwise, this is an entirely new car." "From the people who put a man on the moon." "It's fast, too." "The V8 now delivers a whopping 460 brake horsepower and a top speed of 190 miles an hour." "CLARKSON:" "Keen to show Hammond that he knows nothing," "I pulled over here, in the centre of Rome, to teach him a lesson." "So this is Rome?" "Yeah." "I thought it was all full of old stuff." "No, no, the Colosseum and those steps, they're in a sort of suburb, where tourists go." "This is the actual city centre here." "This is the centre of Rome?" "Yes, it's why it wasn't built in a day, 'cause they had to do this place, it took forever." "Have you ever driven round it?" "HAMMOND:" "No." "So you've never crashed here then?" "Well, no, I've never driven it." "Why don't you see if you can do a lap of the centre of Rome without crashing?" "I'll give it a shot." "Give it a shot." "I will give that a go." "Give it a shot." "Yes." "Ahh!" "Seat's hot." "It's really hot." "Is it?" "Really hot, but I'll tell you what, though." "What?" "This is a city centre, isn't it?" "Yes." "Well, in that case, you know the rules, roof up." "Oh, yeah, don't want people to see those trousers." "See?" "American engineering." "Couple of AKs down here, an M16." "Shut up." "And a "Vote Republican" flyer." "Right, ladies and gentlemen, we're now going to see if Richard Hammond can do a lap of a racetrack without crashing." "And, here he goes." "Unleash that power!" "(ENGINE REVVING)" "So there's a bit of a right-hander here, I'll get over to the left, ready." "I think about that much steering, kissing the apex." "Oh, it's a double apex corner, this." "This is nice, it's, it's..." "It's like being James May." "It's restful." "I don't know why we mock him for it." "CLARKSON:" "Making sure that I'd given Hammond plenty of room," "I set off, in the Alfa." "(GUFFAWING)" "Because the 4C is going to be square, it's as wide as it is long, the grip is just incredible." "And because there's no weight dragging you out of shape, you can go around corners at speeds that just boggle the mind." "HAMMOND:" "And now, the chicane." "CLARKSON:" "The feel from this car is..." "It's sublime." "I'm totally and utterly in love with this car." "Oh, hello, there's Richard Hammond." "Yes!" "Eat my Alfa!" "I'm gonna ignore that." "I'm not gonna get drawn into anything." "I am driving within my limits." "One of the, uh, motoring magazines, which shall remain nameless, say that it begins with "Au" and ends in "tocar", they say that you can't slide a 4C." "Uh, so what was that?" "Oh, God, there is the line." "I'm gonna do it." "There he is, Richard Hammond has nearly completed his lap, let's slow down and savour the moment." "Oh, yes, watch this." "And I crossed the line!" "(LAUGHING)" "Well done, mate, that is..." "I'm impressed, actually 'cause that is a lot of horsepower in that thing and you've done it." "Hammond, now bored of driving like Captain Slow, decided he was ready to finally unleash his V8." "(ECHOING) And launch, launch, launch, launch..." "No substitute for cubes." "(IMITATES JUGGERNAUT HORN)" "He's got what?" "256 brake horsepower per ton." "I've got 302 and that is better." "Fact." "He has a top speed of 160, I have a top speed of 190." "Out of my way, insect, in your tiny little car." "CLARKSON:" "Come on!" "No!" "This heralded the start of a David and Goliath battle, not seen since Minis used to take on Ford Falcons in the British Touring Car Championships." "Hammond, in his Corvette, he's destroying the rain forest, he's killing polar bears and he's wearing white three-quarter length trousers and these," "these are bad crimes." "(TYRES SCREECHING)" "This is a bloody good car." "Yes, it's enormous." "But, my God, it can look after itself." "CLARKSON:" "It's amazing." "The first part of this track is very much Corvette territory, but the second part, where I am now, this is Alfa town!" "He's never gonna go up the inside." "No way." "Come on, little Alfa!" "And look who's coming through." "Whoa!" "(LAUGHING)" "Damn it!" "Have that!" "Now I'm back on the straight again." "Oh, it's got some grunt." "(HAMMOND LAUGHING)" "Massive speed through the straights." "The Big Mac is faster on the straights than the bruschetta." "After many, many laps," "Hammond sensibly decided we should go into the pits." "We carry on like this, we're going to crash." "Well, you are." "What?" "Anyway," "I have genuinely had an idea." "What?" "I would love to find out which of these two is the fastest." "And the best way to do that is to use science, and the best way to do that is to use The Stig." "We put The Stig in each of the two cars, one hot lap in each car, then we will have a definitive answer." "Which of these two very different cars is the fastest around this track." "So, you're asking me to give these keys to the nicest little car I've ever driven" "to The Stig?" "You really have fallen for that." "Yes, I have." "You're gonna have to hand it over." "No, but I'm actually, joking apart, I am quite interested in that." "'Cause I would like to know..." "I know in the first half of the track the Corvette's gonna be quick, the second half, the Alfa's quick." "'Cause the second half is Alfaland." "No, I agree." "Let's find him and make him do that." "CLARKSON:" "Somehow, between us leaving the pits and getting to race control," "Stig had lined up the Corvette on the start line." "(ENGINE ROARING)" "I like this." "I do." "Can we get all this at our track?" "Can we see into people's bedrooms with this one?" "Yes, Jeremy." "Can we?" "No." "Actually..." "There he is." "Yeah!" "Oh, oh, ah..." "God, he's going very fast." "I'm genuinely fascinated" "at which is gonna be quickest." "I am." "It's just weird though, 'cause it is, it's where we're at, it is the future and the past have come together here for a battle." "I'm not sure if you're not bigging it up a bit too much." "It is, though." "The Corvette is the sort of last of the past." "Yeah." "And the Alfa is..." "All cars are gonna have to be built like the Alfa." "Right, so he's finished." "He's gone across the line in the Corvette." "Which meant it was the Alfa's turn." "Come on, Hammond, it looks better than yours." "Hmm, no." "I admit it's very good looking." "Your fat men from Kentucky have done a very good job with your car." "But they are ultimately fat men from Kentucky." "This was designed by engineers from Milan." "The only thing is, that's a very nice little object but it could equally be a very nice peppermint." "Well, that's it, it crossed the line." "Is he across the line?" "He's done..." "Yeah, yeah." "Yes, he's done." "There we are." "So now we wait for times." "Alfa time." "Corvette time." "(CLARKSON LAUGHING)" "Two..." "Two..." "Oh, really?" "Yeah, you see." "Now you see..." "Is it?" "Yeah, it is." "So, all that extra power..." "Oh, yeah..." "And we are both at two minutes." "We must be within nine seconds." "Mine is..." "(LAUGHING)" "My number is less than five." "So is mine." "(GROANS)" "Two minutes, three..." "1.6, yes!" "Oh..." "But that's all there is." "3.4." "And that is..." "2:03.4." "2:01.6." "It's 1.8 seconds faster." "That's not bad, is it?" "That is amazing." "Anyway, we must now drive these cars into the suburb of Rome with the old stuff in it." "That's the stuff I've seen on the telly." "Yes, you know, the stuff that," "the tourists, the tourists..." "Yeah." "Okay." "So we drive them in there and stay the night." "Have I got to still wear them?" "Yes." "HAMMOND:" "That night, I was feeling very happy that I put the orang-utan in his place." "But as I arrived in the suburb of Rome with the old buildings and stuff," "I would have changed places with him in a heartbeat." "Every single car in Rome is a small, grey, dented hatchback." "It's just what they are." "They're not red American droptops." "You must admit, you've got the wrong car here." "HAMMOND:" "I cannot possibly argue otherwise." "Could you take a different route to the hotel?" "No." "I'm driving alongside you deliberately so people know we're together." "I'm his mate." "I'm with him." "This car sits in Rome like a candle sits on a birthday cake." "The Corvette sits in Rome like a turd sits on a birthday cake." "The next day Hammond insisted we change cars." "So, as we had to drive to the Amalfi Coast on a variety of roads, we switched to two cars that can do a variety of things." "The Mercedes AMG A-Class and the VW Golf R." "Both have two-litre, turbo-charged engines," "German built quality, and four-wheel drive." "These are just about the hottest, hot hatches ever made." "HAMMOND:" "Oh, this feels better." "I am blending," "I am in Rome, doing as the Romans are doing, which is a good thing." "I can see why you needed to switch to a grey hatchback, but why did I need to switch?" "Well, you like a fast Golf." "The Alfa was fine, where is it?" "I've given the Alfa back to the man from Alfa Romeo." "So, I'm never seeing it again?" "HAMMOND:" "Oh, God." "Are you going to pine for it?" "What if somebody else drives it and isn't kind to it?" "What if somebody else drives it and it really enjoys it?" "No..." "No..." "Stop saying these things." "They met in Rome." "He was a big ugly man." "She was a small slip of an Alfa Romeo." "And despite all odds, they got together, and they got on." "And then one day she was gone, and the big ape was sad." "(SNIFFLES)" "I liked the 4C..." "HAMMOND:" "WithJeremy still pining for his Alfa, we left Rome for the 150-mile drive south to the Amalfi Coast." "This is Mercedes' first ever hot hatch, and they just looked at hot hatches and thought, "All right," "(IN GERMAN ACCENT) "it needs to be powerful and fast and discreet" ""and stylish, quietly."" "And then they just made it the ultimate hot hatch." "(IN GERMAN ACCENT) "There you go, we've done it."" "355 brake horsepower from a modest two-litre capacity, turbo-charged engine, four-wheel drive, seven speed double clutch gearbox," "0 to 60 in 4.3 seconds, top speed limited to 168." "(IN GERMAN ACCENT) That is it." "We have won ze game." "CLARKSON:" "But the Mercedes costs nearly £38,000, 7,000 more than the Golf." "So, is it really that much faster?" "Three, two, one, go." "No." "Would you just look at that?" "That is just romping away." "Yeah, this is faster." "But this is 297 brake horsepower." "That's a lot from a two-litre car." "Where the hell have they got 355 from in yours?" "355 brake from a two-litre!" "For a hatchback, that is ludicrously fast." "Mindful of the premature end to last year's road trip, we settle down into a gentle cruise." "Oh, God, don't let him see the volcano or we'll end up spending the rest of the day gawping at rocks and things." "CLARKSON OVER RADIO:" "Hammond?" "Oh." "Is that Vesuvius over there?" "HAMMOND OVER RADIO:" "Ah, no." "No, it's not." "Yes, it is, and that means we're very close to Pompeii." "Please don't make me spend the afternoon standing about gawping at rocks." "You made me drive a kit car," "I'm making you go to Pompeii." "HAMMOND:" "Happily, however," "Pompeii was a bit touristy." "Hammond, I may have cocked up a bit here." "HAMMOND OVER RADIO:" "Oh, great idea this is." "HAMMOND:" "Which meant our sight-seeing was impossible." "Thank you for watching." "WOMAN:" "I love you so much." "MAN:" "Andrew, give me your hand." "I'm not Andrew." "Thanks for watching the show." "They think I'm called Andrew." "HAMMOND:" "Which meant that Andrew and I were soon back on our way to Sorrento." "However, the producers then made us pull over to do promotional activity, at the worst location ever." "Why didn't you read the small print?" "Why didn't you read it?" "Ladies and gentlemen, propelled in front of the camera by the small print in their contracts..." "'Cause the BBC's lawyers are better than our lawyers, we're here to tell you about our new D..." "V-D..." "Our brand new Top Gear DVD is called" "Top..." "What is it called?" "Our brand new Top Gear DVD is called" ""The Perfect Road Trip 2."" "And here are just some of the things..." "Wait, that's too much, isn't it?" "Just in case you were wondering..." "(LAUGHING)" "Just in case you... (LAUGHING)" "Yeah, wow." "This year for our all new Top Gear DVD, we've been working hard to put right all the things that went wrong..." "Band started." "Band started." "Kill me." "The band is..." "Oh..." "Cannon..." "Cannon." "(CANNON EXPLODING)" "Oh, that's got it, that's shifted it." "Best location ever, I think this." "Superb." "Hello, BBC Shop!" "Coming up now..." "Just one shop?" "What?" "Just one shop?" "Hello, The Mirror, coming up..." "Hello, Sun Motors, and coming up..." "Hello, Blinkbox, I have literally no idea who you are, but coming up..." "Hello, Nile, coming up now..." "It's Amazon." "Hello, iTunes, coming up now, some exclusive action from our brand new Top Gear DVD." ""The Perfect Road Trip 2."" "Bang!" "I'm ready to pull now." "(CANNONS EXPLODING)" "It's explosive!" "(LAUGHING)" "Cut." "CLARKSON:" "That is the worst ever." "Bang." "(EXPLODING)" "CLARKSON:" "With the contractual obligations fulfilled, we settled down to talk about cars." "P1." "It is the best." "Yes." "No, it is." "I mean, it just is." "Now look, I'm not admitting to anything about it being quicker or slower than 918, but..." "Yeah, I was dazzled, I'm amazed." "It feels unlike anything else." "The big surprise, uh, the Corvette" "Stingray, which I know you secretly like." "No, I don't secretly like it." "I publicly like the Corvette." "Yes." "Now, the Corvette's a good car, but..." "Come on, man." "No, I mean, I'm..." "Here we go..." "The car I would take away from this and own happily and live in a cottage in Devon and rear geese is" "the Alfa 4C." "Maybe walk through a park kicking through autumn leaves with it." "I can't find the words to describe how much I like that car." "Somewhere out there beyond the volcano, the 4C is roaming free..." "In the hands of another man." "May I help you, sir?" "Yes, could I have, uh..." "Yeah, ragù, please." "Why is it ragù?" "You always have that." "Ragù..." "In England, we call it spaghetti Bolognese." "You've had that every day." "I know." "And that is..." "What, it's the same." "It's like tomatoes and meat, and..." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "You'd eat it and go," ""This is a spaghetti Bolognese."" "So, you've been having spaghetti Bolognese, essentially, every day single day of this trip." "I said, I've had a ragù." "You said, "Ugh, that sounds disgusting."" "But why don't they call it spaghetti Bolognese?" "Because it's called ragù." "Why call it a ragù?" "Why'd you call it..." "A ragù is a spaghetti Bolognese, yes?" "The..." "The same." "(SPEAKING ITALIAN)" "Why didn't..." "Why don't you say spaghetti Bolognese?" "Because you had a spaghetti Bolognese." "That's sausage." "It's horrible." "It isn't horrible." "CLARKSON:" "The next morning, we were faced with an exquisite 10-mile drive along the coast towards Capri." "And neither of us could think of a single modern car that would capture the moment." "So we went for these two classic Alfa Romeos." "A 1962 Touring Spider and a 1963 Giulia Spider." "Oh!" "I don't think we could've done any better." "Absolute proof that the right car, in the right place, at the right moment can add up to perfection." "This stretch of road, we could've driven up and down in any of the modern cars we've driven." "But we wanted something special, and, boy, have we got it." "Alfas." "The Alfa Romeo 4C can trace its roots back to this car, the Giulia Spider." "This is the dream on which all motoring dreams are built." "I know what you're seeing is a short Brummie in a borrowed Italian car." "But the image in my mind is completely different." "Clark Gable." "Even Jeremy's pulling that off, in that car." "CLARKSON:" "In my mind, I'm Edward Fox." "I'm Sofia Loren." "I'm Grace..." "No, I'm not Grace Kelly." "She plummeted to her death off a road very similar to this." "It's funny, isn't it?" "You can sail through a beautiful bit of scenery, looking at it and admiring it, or in a car like this, you can become part of that scene." "My love of cars was born from imagery like this." "A mountain road, a soft-top Alfa, a blue sky, the sea." "It's hard to think really how I could be happier in a car than I am now." "Then I remembered that actually, there was something missing." "It's time to cue the Monro, now." "(OLD ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)" "This is the perfect base of the perfect road trip." "(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)" "Soon, we arrived at the hotel from where we would sail to Capri." "And celebrated with a glass of lemonade and a game of tennis." "Argh!" "I didn't even see it." "That was exciting." "15-love, I'm never gonna get that back, am I?" "That was well done, well played." "Yeah, I know." "Cheers, mate, thanks." "Yeah." "Good game." "There's no clawing that back." "No, not really." "After our epic 28-second match, we had more lemonade and an argument." "What delicious lemonade!" "I've never had better lemonade." "It's the very best I've ever tasted." "Mmm." "And this afternoon, I shall be driving a three-litre Capri on the island of Capri." "Oh, hang on." "No, there's only one three-litre." "I know." "Oh, why should you have it?" "'Cause you can have the 2.8." "Well, you have a 2.8." "I'd rather... 2.8 is more powerful." "The 2.8 is more powerful, and you like power, etcetera..." "Yes, I know, but the three-litre's got carburettors, yours, you..." "I want the three-litre 'cause..." "You've got a fuel injection?" "I don't want fuel injection." "I want cars, it's a classic car." "No, no." "The 2.8 is classic." "You know, you want a Capri 2.8." "No." "You do." "I don't." "CLARKSON:" "And so, we hatched a plan." "Here is what is gonna happen." "We're gonna get a couple of speedboats." "And we're gonna race to Capri." "And whoever gets there first has the three-litre." "Yeah, can I make it perfectly plain?" "This was his idea." "He thought of it because I can't drive a boat." "Well, that's your fault." "You should've thought of that." "Well, it was your idea." "I wouldn't have planned a boat race." "We hatched the plan." "No, we didn't." "You hatched the plan because I can't drive a boat." "It's not difficult." "Unfortunately, for the man from Birmingham, it was." "Are you ready?" "No, I'm not." "Why not?" "I don't know how to work it." "You've got those two throttles, there's forwards and backwards." "It's twin screw." "You've got flaps, that's for trimming it out." "As you go up, the nose of the boat will want to rise, you put the flaps down, and it brings the nose down and gets you on the plane." "I'm not on a plane." "Why have I got flaps?" "They are on planes." "CLARKSON:" "Are you ready?" "HAMMOND:" "No, I'm still not ready." "This steering, is it true that you steer the opposite way on a boat?" "If you wanna go left, you steer right." "Yes, that's true." "The man's an idiot!" "Two throttles, that's these levers." "Forwards is forwards, I presume." "James Bond doesn't do this when he gets on a speedboat." "He just goes!" "Are you ready?" "In three, two, one." "Go!" "Yes!" "God, this is what I call motoring now." "I'm scared." "Unleash the power." "Uhh!" "Oh, this is nerve-wracking." "I wanna drive that three-litre Capri on Capri." "I don't want the 2.8." "Massive waves there." "Don't like those." "Why are they there?" "Oh!" "Oh, this is terrible!" "Struggling, yes, he's far, far behind now." "A speck, frankly." "This is Thunder Rider One to Inappropriate Stork, how're you doing?" "That's not the name of my boat." "I'm doing 2.3 a side." "What about you?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Look at the rev counters, you blithering idiot!" "Oh, I don't like this." "Oh, my God!" "Victory is mine, the three-litre is mine." "The only trouble was, the island that I was racing towards didn't look anything like Capri." "Now, Capri, it's not that." "It's not that." "That's definitely Italy." "Somebody has stolen Capri, it is missing." "It's gone!" "HAMMOND:" "While Jeremy was busy shouting..." "I think that's Capri, over there!" "...I was getting more and more confident." "I'll be honest, it's not all that difficult." "You just sort of put these things forwards, and, you know..." "And before I knew it, I'd caught up." "And the race was back on." "CLARKSON:" "With Capri now firmly in our sight, it was a straight-line drag race to the finish." "Oh, he's got some speed up now." "Here we go, a sprint to the finish line." "Oh, yes!" "HAMMOND:" "And then, weirdly," "I began to lose my lead." "Oh, what's that you did!" "The speed!" "Oh, God!" "How does that happen?" "I think my boat's got more powerful engines." "Our finishing line was the port." "A fact I'd forgotten to tell Hammond." "Victory is mine, all mine!" "Where're you going?" "I'm going to the port." "Where're you going?" "Why isn't it signed, for God's sake?" "CLARKSON:" "And with that, it was time to fess up." "Hammond, do you know how many horsepower your boat has got?" "No, how many?" "500." "Wow, how many have you got?" "700." "Oh, for God's sake!" "Cheating... (HORN BLOWS)" "Ferry, massive ferry." "CLARKSON:" "Eventually, after Hammond got a man to help him park his boat..." "Better reverse, better reverse." "...we were introduced to our Capris." "They are beautiful." "HAMMOND:" "Gorgeous cars." "This is it, Hammond." "Yeah." "This is it." "This is the realisation of a dream." "I'm actually pleased I've got this one." "'Cause this is the one that resonates more for me." "Because I'm younger than you, this is what I think of." "The fact is, we both have Capris and this is Capri." "This is gonna be one of the best afternoons ever!" "We've done it." "(ENGINE REVS)" "Listen to that!" "The sweet music of Dagenham!" "(TYRES SCREECHING)" "Unfortunately, once again, our perfect road trip had come to a premature end." "It's the car, does that." "I didn't wanna do that." "It was him." "I didn't wanna..." "I didn't..." "I never drive." "Hammond, shh!" "OFFICER:" "Cross on Y..." "HAMMOND:" "Jeremy then spoke to the officers in Italian." "Which made everything worse." "(CLANKING)" "A lot worse." "(METAL DOOR SHUTS)" "You, total plum sack!" "Would it be possible to get a cup of tea?" "(DOOR SLAMMING)"