James climbed calmly into the driver's seat of the Routemaster, adjusted his spectacles, and checked his mirrors. He checked them again. Then, with agonizing slowness, he engaged the drive and pulled away at exactly fifteen miles per hour.
Jeremy ignored him, climbing into the Jaguar. I don't care about the masses or the mud. I have a supercharged V8 and a track. I’ll see you at the finish line!
The Stig had been unleashed in a JCB fast-track tractor to act as the pace vehicle. Top Gear (UK) - Season 20Eps6
James crossed the finish line just a fraction of a second before the Stig could clip his bumper. He brought the giant vehicle to a shuddering halt and stepped out, looking remarkably pale.
Right, Jeremy barked, clapping his hands together. We have been told by the producers that we need to celebrate the best of British engineering. So, naturally, we are going to race them. James climbed calmly into the driver's seat of
James looked in his massive wing mirror and his eyes widened. Oh, cock, he muttered, finally floorboards the accelerator.
I am chauffeuring simulated passengers, Jeremy! James yelled back through the open window. I cannot subject them to unnecessary G-forces! Jeremy ignored him, climbing into the Jaguar
The bus surged forward with surprising agility, diesel engine roaring and hybrid batteries whining. The Stig pursued relentlessly, the massive tractor tires inches from the bus's rear bumper. Jeremy and Richard were falling over themselves laughing as the giant red double-decker took the final corner on what appeared to be two wheels.