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(ENGINE REVVING)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLASTS)

(CHEERING)

Hello, everybody! Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Greetings, everybody.
Thank you so much.

Thanks, everybody.
Thank you.

Thank you so much.
And, yes!

-We're back!
-(CHEERING)

We are!

Now, a lot of people
have been saying,

"Why has it taken so long?
What have you been doing?"

Well, hopefully we can answer
that with this short montage

of what you can expect over
the next...ahem...13 weeks.

♪ ROXY MUSIC:
Do The Strand

♪ There's a new sensation ♪

♪ A fabulous creation ♪

♪ A danceable solution ♪

♪ To teenage revolution ♪

Is that barrel gonna...

♪ Do the Strand, love ♪

♪ When you feel love ♪

Fire everywhere!

♪ It's the new way ♪

♪ That's what we say ♪

He's gone!

♪ Do the Strand ♪

Look, hang on a minute.

♪ Tired of the Tango? ♪

"The nearest civilisation
is a town called Moron.

In order to reach it, you
must build the contents
of these boxes.

You have enough food
for seven days."

♪ Dance on moonbeams ♪

Oh, God!

♪ Slide on rainbows ♪

♪ In furs or blue jeans ♪

Were this not such
a serious situation,

it would be a good laugh.

♪ Do the Strand ♪

Bear, it's a bear!

-(GROWLS)
-Aargh!

There must've been
30 or 40 people in the room
when the police arrived.

-(THUDDING)
-Whoa!

Clarkson!

Jesus Christ,
I'm too close to the edge.

Oh!

JAMES: Let's sing a song.
-No.

I am sitting
where Jim Clark sat!

Going in hard and hot!

(ENGINE REVS)

-We're fleeing!
-OK, flee.

Well, he'll be using
a pistol, won't he?

♪ Do the Strand ♪

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

I think...

I think you're gonna
like this series.

And I particularly think
you're going to like
how it begins.

Because even over here,
on this side of the pond,

we recognise that Detroit
is the spiritual home

to anyone whose
communion wine is petrol

and whose heart beats
like a big, lumpy, wet V8.

Which is why this week,
and it's long overdue,

The Grand Tour
is off to the Motor City...

with an idea.

JEREMY: Of course, the whole
world knows that Detroit

is now a shadow
of its former self.

But we also know
that efforts are being made

to bring life
back to the ruins...

...with urban farms.

Local people are being
encouraged to grow...

kale and beans and seeds,

in plots like this where
houses and businesses
once stood.

(SIGHS)

It breaks your heart.

I mean, this is Detroit.

It shouldn't be
a help-yourself,
pop-up street allotment

for organic
vegan peace hippies,

when it could be
a pulsating playground
for the petrolhead.

It has the roads,
it has the space,

it was built by
the rumble of a V8

and it should rumble
to that sound once more.

(ENGINE STARTS)

So that's what
we've come here to do...

...make some noise.

(ENGINE REVVING)

These are the toys
we'll be using.

Three American muscle cars,

all of which have been tuned
to a tyre-shredding
DEFCON one.

I have the Ford Mustang
RTR Spec 3.

Mr Slowly has
what's called The Exorcist.

And in his whining Dodge
Challenger Demon...

(ENGINE WHINING)

...Hammond has an erection.

Ah-ha-ha!

To make this,
they took a Hellcat -

I drove one before
on the show -

and just made it "more".

-More of everything.
-(ENGINE GROWLS)

I have 840 horsepower,

a massive supercharger...

(SUPERCHARGER WHINES)

...and on the bonnet there,
or hood,

that's the biggest
hood scoop ever fitted
to a production car.

Ever.

(TYRES SCREECH)

-Yeah!
-(SUPERCHARGER WHINES)

Noise!

Noise in the city!

(HEAVY ROCK PLAYS)

(ENGINE ROARING)

Bloody hellfire!

This car is tuned
by Hennessey.

They've taken
a standard Camaro

and they've given it
1,000 horsepower.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Jesus Christ!

They haven't touched anything
else, only the engine.

Wheels are standard,
brakes are standard,

suspension is standard,
bodywork is standard.

It's all standard.

Except the power.

Jeez,
I can't even steer it.

It's idiotic, honestly.

And yea, though
I walk in the shadow

of the valley of death,
I will fear no evil.

Because I am The Exorcist!

(TYRES SQUEAL)

This may look
small and delicate

compared to the other two,

but be in no doubt,

it has the muscle car
credentials.

Oh, yeah.

(CACKLES)

The fact is that the engine
in Hammond's car...

...is a push rod, two valve,
iron museum piece.

And May's car, yes,
it has 1,000 horsepower,

but it's running
on standard brakes.

This... This is just
a little bit cleverer.

They haven't just put
a supercharger on it
and left it at that.

They've stiffened up the
suspension and lowered it

and stiffened
the anti-roll bars.

So it can do this.

Jesus H Christ!

And it can do this.

-(TYRES SCREECH)
-Yes!

This, then, is the Anthony
Joshua of muscle cars.

Big and brawny,
but it has brains as well.

Then there's its name.

It's the RTR,
which stands for,

and I'm not making this up,
Ready to Rock!

(LAUGHS)

These three cars, then,

they're the perfect
fairground rides

in our perfect
petrolhead theme park.

RICHARD: I mean, people
travel all the way to Florida

to look at a man
in a mouse suit

and watch
an implausible train
have an unrealistic crash.

Why not come here in your car
and do this?

Whoo!

(CHUCKLES) What a day!

I just can't get over James
May is The Ex-cre-cist

(CHUCKLES)

I am surprised to see you two
so upbeat about this trip.

Why do you say that?

Well, you're always saying
how much you don't like
muscle cars.

Yeah, I just say that
to annoy you.

Oh, right.

Nobody intelligent admits
that they like muscle cars,

but secretly, deep down,
everybody does.

They're like
power rock ballads.

I mean, if you're driving
along with friends

and Don't Stop Believing by
Journey comes on the radio,

you say, "This is rubbish,"
and you huff and puff
and turn it off.

If you're on your own and it
comes on, you turn it up
and you sing along.

You do.

Chaps, did you know
mine only comes with
one seat as standard?

-Really?
-What?

As standard,
you get one seat in a Demon.

You can opt to have
the others put back in

and it costs you a dollar.

Which seat do they put in
as standard?

(LAUGHTER)

JEREMY: Eventually, we
decided to pull over in our
motoring theme park

to see which of our
fairground muscle rides

would be the fastest...

...in a street drag race.

So what I'm thinking is here,
when the lights go green...

What's a quarter of a mile,
just beyond the church?

JAMES: Yeah,
something like that.
-Perfect.

-What if the police come?
-Well, he won't.
He's in Beverly Hills.

-I've seen the movie.
-Why can't we just do this

on a racetrack or a runway
like we usually do?

Because we're here
to prove that this is
a racetrack.

Detroit is empty now
and should just be used
for this sort of thing.

Yes, yes,
but it isn't a real race,
an actual racetrack.

-No, it is!
-It is!

This is where
the muscle car was born.

-I can't do it.
-Why can't you do it?

Because Dodge
only lent me that car

if I promised
not to do any drag racing
on the road with it.

What? That's what it's for!

-I know.
-That's literally
what it's for.

Yes, I know, but
that's the way it is. Sorry..

D'you think
it's an insurance...?

-It is, because it's him.
-No. It's not.

-Don't want it on the roof.
-"Who's driving it?"
Richard Hammond.

-You can't drive it.
-It's just what they said
and I'm really sorry.

-So, we can't do it,
I'm sorry.
-We can.

You're not gonna do it
without that--

Uh...let me think.
Yeah, we are.

Just right... Just right
the way, right the way off.

One for all and all for
yourselves, that's how
it goes, isn't it?

JEREMY: Having decided to
make the doorway of a barber
shop the finishing line,

James and I
prepared for the race.

(ENGINE IDLING)

I'm only doing this to annoy
Hammond. I mean,
I can't possibly win.

Yes,
I've got a supercharged V8,

but it only produces
720 horsepower.

That's 280 less
than The Exorcist.

I don't wanna sound
like you, but the launch
control in this car

is so complicated there's
a YouTube video about it.

And I have watched it,
but I've forgotten.

Why don't we have a
gentleman's agreement
to not use launch control?

Well, that might save
my clutch, so...

Yes, right.
We won't use launch control.

-I've got a manual gearbox.
RICHARD: You can both do it
naked for all I care.

Just get on with it.

Oo-ooh, look at Captain
Cheerful over there!

Air con is off.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TYRES SQUEALING)

May got a good start.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on,

there's only
a one-car length in it!

Easy!

JEREMY: Bloody Nora,
that was close!

But I got a terrible start,
so we gotta do it again, May.

(RICHARD GROANS)

Put it in first gear.

(TYRES SQUEALING)

Whoa!

I can't do it.
It's spinning its wheels.

Woo-hoo, hoo-hoo!

(SIREN BLARES IN DISTANCE)

You do know you're both
too old for this, don't you?

JEREMY: What, for driving
muscle cars up and down
the public roads of Detroit?

Because nobody else
is using them.

Well, Richard Hammond
certainly isn't using them.

(LAUGHS)

Since it was one-all and we
were having enormous fun
annoying Hammond,

we decided to go again.

RICHARD: What is this,
best of 30 now?

What else are we gonna do?

Keep going till
one of you wets yourselves.

JEREMY: For the next 17 runs,

the result was always
the same.

Thank you very much.

Come on! Come on!

Give up, buddy.

(GRUNTS)

I'm angry.

I'm not giving in, James.
One more.

Oh, for God's sake!

I gave him my word I wouldn't
use launch control.

I'm simply going to go back
on that and not tell him.

(TYRES SCREECH)

That was a good gear change.
So was that.

But there's just nothing I
can do to get up with that
1,000 horsepower monster.

Finally,
I waved the white flag.

And then we took
a closer look

at the savage beating
heart of The Exorcist.

And that's the standard
Corvette engine, basically.

-Z06, yeah.
-With a supercharger
plonked on the top.

-That's there, yes?
-Yes, 2.9 litre supercharger.

So the bit they've bolted
to your engine

is bigger than most
European engines?

-Yes.
-So is the one on mine.
It's 2.7 litres.

Yeah, not as big.
The point is, Hammond,
this is The Exorcist.

The job of The Exorcist
is to vanquish the Demon.

It's like, you remember
in the '60s, I think,

De Tomaso made a car
called the Mangusta,

which is Italian
for mongoose.

Yes, and a mongoose
can kill a cobra, can't it?

-That's why they did it.
-Yes, but this hasn't
vanquished the Demon.

-It hasn't beaten it.
-Tell you what.

Why don't you find
a racetrack or a runway
somewhere, OK?

I'll gracefully bow out.

And we can have a race
between good...and evil.

First, though, we decided to
find out which of our cars
makes the loudest noise.

There were, of course,
many possible locations

for this important test.

But eventually, we found one
that was absolutely ideal.

RICHARD: What is this place?

Well, it obviously
was a theatre.

They built it on the site

of Henry Ford's
first ever workshop.

-And when I say theatre...
-Oh, wow!

So it was in 1925
they built it,

when Detroit was
just about the richest city
in the world.

-You can see that.
-They can just build that.

And then in the '70s, it was
converted into a rock venue.

So, I mean, look at these
tickets I've got for it.

RICHARD: ZZ Top.
-ZZ Top and T Rex.

-What a gig
that would've been!
-It would've been fantastic.

Sly And The Family Stone,
Spencer Davis.

Steve Winwood
has performed in here.

David Bowie
performed in here.

-Blue Oyster Cult, Bob Seger.
-This was a serious venue.

Oh, serious venue.

And then, there were some
credit card companies

in the offices
which are behind that wall.

And they said,
"We need some parking."

And just bought it
and turned it into
a multi-storey car park.

-That's amazing.
-Takes the romance out of it.

It's sort of staggering.

It's the birthplace of
Henry Ford's business.

RICHARD: Yeah.
-Then a theatre.

It's a car park.

We can bring some theatre
back with our noise test.

Actually, there's a kind of
poetry to it, it's beautiful.

-Precisely.
-Not just bringing
the poetry,

also bringing
the decibel-o-meter.

JEREMY: Oh, perfect.
-So you can go and uh...
go first.

Why am I going first?

-I just said
you can go first.
-He did. I heard him say it.

RICHARD:
Since the owners
feared the noise

from our engines would bring
down the crumbling roof,

we were given
protective clothing.

We have to put this on
because there may be dust.

There will be dust.

Traction off.

I'll just make wheel spin.

Wheel spin, that just makes
a huge amount of noise.

-Are you ready?
-Yes.

(TYRES SCREECH)

Oh, yeah, check it out!

I can see jack shit.
(LAUGHS)

(THEY BOTH COUGH)

-God, that's pretty horrible.
-How loud?

-Well, at its peak...
-Yeah?

125.2.

Well, wait a minute, you
don't know, you haven't...

-You're the first to go.
-125?

Yes.

The Who.

Widely regarded to be
the loudest rock band
of all time.

-Yes.
-126 decibels.

Deep Purple,
a mere 117 decibels.

That car is louder
than Deep Purple.

But probably a lot quieter
than my Demon.

Any minute now,
a paramedic will be
cutting his trousers off.

He should've taken
them off before he got in.

I don't know why
he wears trousers.

Here we go.
Ready in three, two...

(BLEEPING)

Oh, wait a minute,
it hasn't done it.

(BLEEPING CONTINUES)

Easy mistake.

We've all done it -
forgotten the key
when you're doughnutting

in a Detroit theatre
that's been turned into
a multi-storey car park.

Everybody's been there.

OK. In three, two...

(ENGINE REVS, TYRES SCREECH)

(JEREMY CHUCKLES)

-125.2 to beat.
-Yeah.

Doesn't make a lot of noise.

118.8, tiptoe boy.

It's got a 2.7 litre capacity
supercharger on it!

Yeah, but,
it doesn't make any noise.

They didn't build it
for this, they built it
for drag racing.

-And they wouldn't let me
do that, so...
-Oh, did they?

-How do we know?
-Well, they did.

RICHARD: Before this sore
point became even sorer,

I sent James off
to have a go.

JEREMY: Don't think
he's ever done a doughnut.

-No. No.
-In his life.

We are about to witness James
D May losing his virginity.

Popping his doughnut cherry.

(ENGINE ROARS)

JEREMY: James May,
are you ready?

Fire it up in three...

(ENGINE REVS)

-(ENGINE STOPS)
-Cock.

(RESTARTS ENGINE)

-(ENGINE STOPS)
-Bollocks.

(LAUGHTER)

JEREMY: It took him a little
while, but eventually he got
the hang of it.

What's my score?

Why don't we just go?

-Come on, James, gotta go.
-Yep, moving on.

-What was it?
-Oh, I've wiped it.

-No, you haven't.
-It was 12.

Come on...
Why've I got this on my face?
What was it?

It was 128,
so just 2.8 more than me.

-So more?
-Yes.

-Hold that.
-Why?

Please just hold that.

Oh, I hate the victory dance!

-I hate the victory dance.
-Good, right, let's move on.

How much is your car?
How much?

-98, something like that?
-£98,000.

-Yes.
-£40,000.

Yeah, but mine's better,
so it's more expensive.

-£40,000.
-It's faster and louder.

720 horsepower, £40,000.

Am I the only person here
who understands muscle cars?

That's a ridiculous thing
to say!

JEREMY: Having had
a very busy morning,

we were now hungry.

Which, in this part of town,
was a problem.

Not an abundance of
restaurants around here,
is there?

RICHARD:
I haven't seen any.

JAMES: I just noticed
a Coney Island Restaurant

but I'm afraid it's
been shut for 30 years.

JEREMY: Having failed
to find even a takeout,

we started to look
for a hotel.

But there wasn't
one of those either.

So we decided to buy a house.

Let me show you
what we've got.

Handsome vestibule, feature
tiled floor, front room here,

feature fireplace, loads of
light from all these windows.

This, I would say, use as
a dining room because
it's adjacent to the kitchen.

Needs the appliances
refitting, not a big job.

In there, I would say that's
a really handy games room,

TV room, overlooking the
garden and the double garage.

Here, perfect for a home
office, maybe a snug.

Upstairs four bedrooms,
and here's the kicker.

An independent granny flat
with its own kitchen,

so Jeremy can live up there
semi-independently for as
long as he can manage.

And the price?
$2,200.

Is that really only...
What was it, $2,200?

-Yeah.
-1800 quid.

Amazing, isn't it?

Shall I show you
something else amazing?

Captain Slow has fallen for
this eco-allotment claptrap.

I haven't fallen for it,
and it's not claptrap,
it's just a vegetable plot.

-It's only a bit.
-Buy food, don't grow it.

-Why not?
-That's a farmer's job.

Turning a city into
a vegetable garden
is ridiculous.

No, who's turned a city
into a vegetable garden?

That's what they want to do
and you're encouraging them.

Detroit should be
for petrolheads.

It should be for massive V8s
like our cars.

JAMES: It's a great idea
by a city that's having
a bad time

and trying to use
its initiative.
What's wrong with it?

It's not as if there's any
vegetables in the shops.

-New is better.
-I am not listening to
any more of this.

I am going to go off.
I'm gonna find a shop.

I'm gonna come back
with burgers.

Well, you can have
some curly kale in them.

Bloody allotment!

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

Just because
he's become a vegetarian

doesn't mean that absolutely
everybody has to be one.

-Don't be a moron!
-Well, I can't get out,
he's parked in the way.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Well, on that terrible
disappointment,
back to the tent.

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

You asked for it.
You asked for it.

We never got
the burgers either.

No, we didn't.

We uh...

We shall pick that up
later on.

But now it is time to drop
the car keys of chat

down the drain of debate...

on Conversation Street.

(MELLOW JAZZ)

(LAUGHTER)

That's a little weird.

-How'd you do that?
-Don't know. Can't remember.

Can I just begin by saying
that I think the very concept
of incongruity

was defined in that film
in Detroit by James May,

the slowest moving man
in history,

driving around in
a car called The Exorcist.

Yeah, it just doesn't work.
"James May is The Exorcist."

No, I mean, if he's gonna
have a car, it should be
called The Florist.

-(LAUGHTER)
-Or The Organist.

-Simple change to
that, The Onanist.
-Nice.

-I think The Onanist
would work well.
-Have you quite finished?

-Uh...yeah.
-Good, actually I'd like to
talk about Motor City.

More specifically,
what's happening to it.

I'll tell you
what's happening to it.

It is being slowly ruined
by vegetable-ists.

-Oh, God.
-It is!

There are two million acres
of land in Detroit, OK?

Would anybody like to guess
how many acres have been
given over to allotments?

MAN: Six.
-(RIPPLE OF LAUGHTER)

-1,000.
-No, it's three.

Three acres.

-And he's driven over
two of them.
-Exactly.

Yes, and rightly so.
It's like cancer.

-It's not like cancer!
-It is!

If you said, "I've got
two billion cells in my body

and only three are cancerous
so I shall do nothing..."

You don't, you cut them out.

Yeah, but cancer
is a serious threat
to your health.

Well, so are vegetables.
They are.

You do know you're mad?

No, I'll tell you
what I'm mad about.

I'm mad as hell
about Detroit.

Because in 1960, that was
the richest city in America.

The richest.
And now it is the poorest.

And no other city
anywhere in the world
has collapsed that quickly.

What about Hiroshima?

(LAUGHTER)

Apart from Hiroshima.

Pompeii.

Yes, apart from
Hiroshima and Pompeii,

no city has collapsed
as fast as Detroit has.

-It's unbelievable.
-Incredible the scale of it.

There used to be
43 car factories in Detroit.

43.

Now two. Just two.

I actually think it's because
America won the war, weirdly.

-Vietnam.
-Really?

No, I was lying.
They lost that one.

Not in all the films,
they didn't.

They won in the films
but when you add up
all the battles they won,

-weirdly they lost the war.
-Did they?

No, I'm actually talking
about World War II.

At the end of that,
Japan had lost its empire,
so it lost all its resources.

So they were forced to make
compact, economical,
efficient cars.

And then the oil crisis
hit in 1973,

and the Americans,
with their big V8s,

were forced to buy small,
compact, economical cars
from Japan.

And then realised
they were better.

No, I think it's because
American cars are too cheap.

-Too cheap?
-It's a business thing.
That's the problem.

Sorry, everyone, I
fear we are about to get
an economic lecture from...

-...Chancellor Hammond here.
-(LAUGHTER)

-Well, no.
-The other
Chancellor Hammond.

No, you are... Now
concentrate, let me put
this into context for you.

A lot of supercars have
arrived on the scene
recently.

I've got pictures of them.
This is the McLaren
Speedtail,

that's 1,000 horsepower.

Costs £2.1 million.

-And its wheels are odd.
-They are. They don't match.

This is the Aston Martin
Valkyrie, that's 1,000
horsepower again.

£2.5 million.

This one, that's
the Ferrari FXX-K Evo,

1,000 horsepower,
£3.5 million.

Best looking Ferrari
of all time, that.

-It does look amazing, yeah,
-It is absolutely staggering.

However, they've all got
1,000 horsepower,

which means
they will all be undriveable.

Yeah, whereas my Exorcist
has 1,000 horsepower

and is undriveable
for under £100,000.

Yes, and that's... that's
exactly my economic point.

They're selling them
too cheap.

They're just giving it away.

If American carmakers
doubled the price of
the cars that they sell,

bear with me,
they would double
the money that they make.

It's not that complicated
when you think about it.

If you follow the logic.

I've said before,
the wrong Hammond is
in charge of Britain's--

Yeah. It is incredible.

You've got a supply
and demand graph.

If you take away
the demand axis,

life becomes much easier
when it's all just supply.

Precisely. The Hellcat
that I was driving

was priced at £67,000.

-Yeah.
-People are now selling them,

that same car,
second-hand for £120,000.

And one bloke has advertised
one for half a million.

So that means they were
too cheap and I'm right.

-It is hard to argue
with that.
-Unassailable.

And we don't have time,
so let's move it on.

Because you may remember
in the very first show

of The Grand Tour
in the first season...

I was blown
away by a McLaren P1.

Yeah, I do remember.
You said it would be faster

than the Porsche 918
and the Ferrari LaFerrari.

-Mm-hm.
-And, no, wait a minute,
it wasn't, was it?

And as a result, the only
thing that got blown away
was your house.

-That's undoubtedly true.
-Yeah.

But the thing is,
it remains to this day
the most exciting,

most brutal, most visceral
car I've ever driven.

And I didn't think
it could ever be topped,

but McLaren
have given it a bash.

And I thought,
"Well, if they've built a car
that can out-P1 a P1,

I'd better test it
somewhere a bit less...

narrow
and a bit less tree-lined

and a bit less
covered in deers and badgers
than the Eboladrome.

(LAUGHTER)

So I took it to the fastest
racetrack in Europe,

which is... Actually, anyone
wanna guess which it is?

MAN: Monza?
-No, not Monza.

-Spa.
-Not Spa.

-Do you know?
-What?

-Do you know?
-(LAUGHTER)

Of course I know!

-You know? That's unusual.
-Why is it unusual?

You didn't know any of the
answers on Who Wants To Be
A Millionaire, did you?

I mean...

I'm just saying.

You didn't.

No. But, no.

No.

They didn't ask me
any of the questions
I knew the answers to.

-That's what it was.
-No, but it's not called

Who Wants To Know Things
Jeremy Happens To Know,
is it?

-It's Thruxton.
-What is?

Thruxton is the fastest
racetrack in Europe.

So that's where I took
the new McLaren.

NASA ARCHIVE:
Engine's beginning
throttling down now.

(indistinct radio chatter)

And lift-off.

..clear of the tower.

Go with throttle up.

JEREMY:
This is the car in question.

And let's begin
by giving you
some of the headlines.

There's no hybrid drive,
like there was in the P1.

But even so, the 4 litre,
twin turbocharged V8...

...produces 789 horsepower.

And that means
it's still pretty fast.

OK, right.

Left foot on brake.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Push launch.

Full throttle.

Boost building, boost ready,
we're gone.

0-60 in 2.7 seconds.

That's 120...150.

Jesus H Christ!

It'll actually do 186
in 18 seconds,

and flat out is 208.

And that's really
alarming.

I'm gonna be sick. Ohh!

Whoa!

The thing is, though, that
lots of supercars are as fast
as the McLaren these days.

Some are even more powerful,

and even more dramatic
to behold.

But this is called the Senna.

It's named after
Ayrton Senna,

and Ayrton was not a man
who spent his evenings

cruising around Harrods
at nine miles an hour.

And nor was he a man
who spent much time
at drag strips,

doing the standing quarter.

No.

Ayrton was a man who made
his name at places like this.

Racetracks.

This is what
the Senna was built to do:

get round any track,
anywhere,

faster than any other
road car ever made.

To do this,
they had to make it light.

And they have.
The doors, for example.

Even though they have
windows in them here,

so passers-by
can see the driver's
trousers,

they only weigh
nine kilograms

and that's less than
one of Kate Moss's arms.

And then there's the seats.

They only weigh
eight kilograms.

I've eaten puddings
that weigh more than that!

NASA: Go with throttle up.

JEREMY:
Having got the weight out,

the Senna's nearly
a quarter of a ton
lighter than the P1.

They had to think about grip.

They started with
a new type of Pirelli tyre

that clings on like a panicky
child on a fairground ride.

And then there's
this moving rear wing,

which is somehow road legal.

It actually hangs
from these pylons,

rather than sits
on top of them,

because that
improves downforce.

I asked James May
to explain why,

but I'm afraid,
after three hours,
I went into a deep sleep.

The next most import thing
when it comes to lap times

is how well it slows down.

I was once in a 24-hour race
at Silverstone,

driving a terrible
old diesel BMW

and yet I could keep up with
a supercharged Jaguar XKR

because I had better brakes.

I'd look at him
getting to the end
of the Hangar Straight,

thinking, "Why are you
braking now, you idiot?
You don't need to."

And that is
this car's party piece.

To show you
how well this car stops,

I've organised a little test.

Right, I'm currently driving
alongside a Jaguar F Type...

...at 100 miles an hour.

When we get to that
cone down there...

...we're both going to brake.

Ready?

(TYRES SCREECHING)

(CHUCKLES)

How can you stop from
100 miles an hour to nothing
in that distance?

So, it stops like
it's run into a wall...

...it's pressed into
the road by witchcraft...

...it weighs the same
as a bag of whippets...

...and it has nearly
800 horsepower on tap.

Put all that together
and...um, well...

Oh, my giddy aunt! (LAUGHS)

It doesn't have
the savagery of the P1.

The P1 was so scary,

it took me two months
to get used to it,

to discover
its little foibles.

This, though, even though
I'm now in hunkered-down,

tightened-up,
vicious race mode,

with the traction control
wound right back,

I'm not frightened at all.

I'm starting to push the
envelope after 20 minutes.

(ENGINE REVVING)

But you see, through there,
the P1 would have
understeered.

This just doesn't because

there's no weight
to push it out of line.

It's like you're driving
using nothing but telepathy.

(TYRES SCREECH)

And I'm loving it! (LAUGHS)

In the past, I've
described various Ferraris

as feeling
beautifully delicate.

But compared to this,
they're like elephants!

Criticisms?

Not many, I mean,
the usual McLaren stuff.

When you try to
change it from comfort
to track to sport to race,

it's all far too complicated.

And I know they saved
15 kilograms not fitting
air conditioning,

but on a hot day like today,
it's quite sweaty.

But who cares?

Honestly, this thing
is rewriting the supercar
rule book, in my mind.

-(CHEERING)
-Unbelievable car, that.

I'm actually proud
to be British with that.

What?

-Yes, definitely.
-What?

Well, just...while the film
was on we've just been online
and checked.

Thruxton is not
the fastest track in Europe.

-What?
-It's not.

-Why isn't it?
-Well, it isn't
the fastest track.

Well, it's the fastest
racetrack in Wiltshire.

-It's in Hampshire.
-You don't even know--

-It's in Hampshire.
You don't know where it is.
-You don't even know that!

They described themselves
as the fastest track
in the South of England.

-Not Europe.
-After Brexit it'll be
the fastest in Europe.

Anyway, whatever,
back to your film.

You said "rewriting
the supercar rule book".

Those are big words.

Yeah, and they're correct.

-Are they?
-No, they are. No,
for once, I am actually...

First time this show
I'm right.

Because that car... You
remember the Lamborghini
Huracán Performante?

-I loved that car.
-OK, that blitzed our track.

Absolutely blitzed it,
fastest road car ever
round there.

I can guarantee
the Senna will be quicker.

-Guaran--
-Here we go again. Good.

I promise it will be.

I promise.

If it isn't, can we blow up
your house?

(LAUGHTER)

I haven't finished
building it yet.

Well, when you've
finished building it,
can we blow it up?

Yes.

No, I am so confident
the Senna will be faster,

that if it isn't, when I've
finished building my house,
you can blow it up again.

You do know that we will?
We will do that.

-We will do that.
-We will.

We'll wait till you're in.

Let's play the tape, come on.
Let's have a look.

There's Abby, and she's off,

flying away from the line
like a stabbed rat.

And coming onto
the Isn't Straight.

Already carrying
some serious speed.

Looking busy at the wheel
on the bumpy surface
of our track,

but those hydraulically
interconnected dampers
are doing their job

of keeping it all tied down.

Oh, that is flying!

She's already dropping down
into Your Name Here.

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Some squeal from
the Pirelli P Zero Trofeos

as she carves round there
and then it's back on the gas

to unleash
that mighty twin turbo V8

for the return run
down to the Isn't.

I am feeling confident here!

Right, now hard on those
incredible carbon ceramic
brakes

for the tight, and technical,
Old Lady's House.

No excess weight
to drag the nose wide.

And now, on the fast run
to Substation,

riding the ruts
and lumps with ease.

Two corners left.

More tyre squeal
through there,

rear wing
doing its thing.

And now a bit of oversteer
and across the line.

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

Looks good,
it does look good.

But...

Got everything we need
to blow it up?

There it is, there's the
Huracán Performante.

1.16.8.

And I have guaranteed
it'll be faster

or you'll blow
my house up.

And you're doing well on
facts this week, so far,
aren't you?

How are you feeling?

-Totally relaxed.
-Are you really?

-(MOUTHS)
-(LAUGHTER)

Thing is, we
haven't got far to go
to blow it up, have we?

It's just gonna be
over there.

Come on, let's see
how fast it was.

RICHARD: Oh, oh...

(AUDIENCE CHEERS)

-Damn!
-1:12!

JAMES: That is serious.

That's four
seconds quicker.

That's quicker than the
Vulcan, and the Vulcan
isn't even road legal.

That's absolutely amazing.

That is astonishing
and we can add it to the list
of things that you know.

(LAUGHTER)

-Anyway, we must
now get back to our film.
-Yes.

Earlier on, we decided
that Detroit should be

a big sort of
petrolhead theme park,

so we went over there with
three tuned muscle cars.

So far we've staged a drag
race, done some doughnuts

and Jeremy has driven over
some vegetables.

And then the next day, we
decided that what Detroit
really needs is a racetrack.

Yeah, even though
it already has two.

Yes, but we wanted
something more earthy.

So we headed
for the city centre.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

As we headed
for the downtown area,

I decided to do a bit of
muscle car housekeeping.

Can I just ask everybody
what your average
fuel consumption

has been
since we got to Detroit?

Overall, over the whole trip,
eight mpg.

Yeah, mine is a healthy
3.9 miles per gallon.

You're joking? 3.9?

Yes, siree Bob.

13 mpg from the Mustang.

Is it a hybrid?

(LAUGHS)

If it had been a hybrid,
it would have fitted in
very well

with what the centre of
Detroit has become
these days.

Florist...cafés...

Oh, for heaven's sake,
Urban Ramen!

No, no, no, no!

In 1997,
in downtown Detroit,

someone put a gun
against my head.

Now it's just all hipsters
with dogs and bicycles.

If you want
to start a tech business,
bugger off to San Francisco.

Oh, for God's sake,
have you seen this
little urban garden?

Oh, no.

Why has he got such
a problem with gardens?

Look down there,
it's just all greenhouses

full of little
artisan...soaps.

There's a Tesla!

There's a bloody Tesla
in Detroit!

If only the world
were full of people
like Jeremy Clarkson.

Then we could have
slavery and witch burning.

JEREMY: Right,
well, we've established
one thing.

The centre of Detroit...
that ain't a racetrack,

that's a wholefood market.

We need to get out of here,
this is the enemy.

Having returned to
the rundown suburbs,

we eventually found
the perfect place
to build a racetrack:

Cadillac's old
Conner Avenue Factory.

For over 60 years,
they stamped out
the body panels here

for icons, like
the Eldorado, the Fleetwood,

and the Coupe de Ville.

If it were up to James,
this creaking monument

to the Motor City's decline
would be turned into
a shrubbery.

But it wasn't up to James.

So it would become a Monte
Carlo-style tunnel feature

on our Detroit-themed
racetrack.

Right, so what I
thought we'd do is

we'd name all of the corners
and all of the straights

after various musicians
who are from Detroit.

So, for example, put that
there, and then this
would be Alice Cooper Corner.

-Yeah, nice touch.
-And I've got all the faces.

I've got Glenn Frey from the
Eagles, Jack White, Madonna,

Aretha Franklin, Bob Seger,
Ted Nugent.

What's that stick for?

Oh, that's um...
that's Iggy pop.

-Oh, yeah,
it's like he's here.
-Yeah, exactly.

Then as we go into
the back section over there,

you've got Marvin Gaye,
Stevie Wonder, Eminem,
Diana Ross,

Sonny Bono, Martha Reeves,

Anthony Kiedis,
Smokey Robinson.

You look in the book
and you just go...

"They can't all be
from Detroit!"

Did you know Madonna
was from Detroit?

No.

Because building the track
involved heavy machinery

and manual labour,

Hammond insisted on
doing everything himself.

That is gonna be
a fast corner.

(BLEEPING)

Despite this, though,
he soon had everything ready.

Sadly, though, he had got
a bit confused about

naming the corners
after local musicians.

-What?
-Why have you...
Why have you got The Edge?

Well, you said there was
Sonny Bono.

Yes, Hammond, Sonny Bono

and The Edge from the famous
Detroit rock band U2.

Exactly.

Because the track
had been built by the world's
most accident-prone driver,

we thought it best that
the God-fearing Exorcist

should christen it.

(ENGINE REVVING)

So bumpy!

What the hell is this?

What's that, some sort of
chicane he's put in there?

Whoa, slippery,
that's slippery as hell!

What? That...
That's unbelievably narrow!

What's he thinking of?

Oh, hello.

Here he comes.

After his run, James couldn't
wait to give Hammond
some constructive feedback.

I just wanna say, Hammond,
you witless dishcloth!

That is the worst racetrack
I've ever been round.

It's slippery, it's full of
holes, it's full of obstacles
for you to crash into.

-It's narrow.
-It's challenging, isn't it?
Technical.

It's not challenging.
It's only about that much
bigger than the car

and it's made of butter.

And...it appears to be
full of asbestos waste.

Oh, it is full
of asbestos.

-Sorry about that.
-Well, thank you!

Close your window.

JEREMY: All of us then
set about our practice laps,

on Hammond's death trap.

Thin bit! Oh, God!

(TYRES SCREECH)

I can't see a bloody thing.

My own car doesn't fit
round my own racetrack!

What have I done?

JEREMY:
Despite the peril, though,

we gave it everything.

And by the end
of the session,

there was nothing in it
between The Demon
and the Exorcist.

The Mustang,
though, that was in
a league of its own.

(TYRES SCREECH)

♪ I'm not gonna take it
any more ♪

56.4.

Yes, you're fastest.

Well, of course
it's the fastest,

it's a muscle car
that handles.

However, these were just
unofficial practice laps.

Now it was time
for the one-shot,

winner-takes-all real thing.

In three, two, one...

-Begin!
-(ENGINE REVS)

Brakes for that bit.
Bit of downshift.

Massive bump.

Oh, God!

Hammond.

Slippery.

JEREMY: And here he is.
Here he comes.

-I've pooed myself.
-Funny noise.

JAMES: However, the trouser
accident had clearly been
worth it.

You've just broken
your own record.

-That's remarkable cos--
-59.66.

-Really?
-Yeah.

I'm happy with that
and I haven't hit
any famous musicians

or bits of old car factory.

JEREMY: Next it was
the turn of Corporal Crash.

Where's the
fire engine gone?

Fire engine's over there,
ambulance is...

Oh, we're all comedians
today.

Remember,
if you lose to James May...

It's more humiliating,
It's worse than death.

In three, two, one, go.

Looking for grip.

Turn in neat, crisp
by The Edge. Whoa!

(TYRES SCREECH)

Oh, he's gone
over The Edge!

-Again.
-(LAUGHTER)

Oh-oh.

-Hammond's lap's going well.
-Yeah, isn't it?

(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)

So which corner is that
he's gone off on?

I mean, obviously it is him.

Amazingly, it wasn't.

Is that Madonna?
That's Madonna. I dunno.

Now we're in the open.

Oh, Christ!

Yes, no, Beelzebub's got
a bit of understeer there.

That felt good.
It felt like a quick one.

Ah, I don't know
how to put this to you but...

(GUFFAWS)

-No, no, no, no, no.
-Yeah, yeah.

Point four of a second
slower than James May!

This is what death
feels like.

OK, get out of the Demon,

we've done the Demon
and The Exorcist.

It's time for the Blue Nun.

-Blue Nun?
-Yeah.

(ANGELIC SINGING)

JEREMY: Totally pointless
waste of time this.

We've established
the Mustang is the fastest
by an enormous margin.

Um...I'd better go and do it,
I suppose.

RICHARD: Jeremy smug in My
Little Pony. Are you ready?

In three, two, one, begin!

Ohh, yes!

This is a properly
sorted track car.

That's what
we're looking at here.

JAMES:
Properly sorted it may be.

But I had a plan that
would spoil its afternoon.

-You're running!
-I know, but you'll see.

Gotta get down to this corner
before he gets back.

Help me tip this over.

-What is it?
-It's organic palm oil.

Very slippery.

It's the revenge
of the urban farmer.

Into the blind bend.
There is Stevie Wonder.

You do know it's palm oil
that's ruining life for
the world's orangutans?

Only this one.

JEREMY: Come on, come on.

Short shifting into third.

-Ohhh!
-(JAMES LAUGHS)

And on that terrible
disappointment...

-For him.
-It's back to the tent.

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

-You!
-What?

-I thought it had been you.
-Oh, no.

You ruined my lap.

You said Detroit
had to be a playground

and that's what I was doing,
I was playing.

Listen,
can my practice time stand?

Cos that was still
the quickest.

That's not how it works.

You can't just say
that because you were
the quickest in qualifying,

you would have won the race
if you hadn't crashed.

-Well, I can say it.
-You can say it.

I could say I'm the captain
of the English cricket team.

I wouldn't be any good at it.

(LAUGHTER)

Ah, well, moving on.

I know where
he was going with that.

Anyway, look,
in part one of that film,

we said that we would have
a race between the Demon
and The Exorcist,

a drag race, yeah?

And then it never happened.

Except it did.

Yeah. You see, Dodge said
we couldn't drag race it
on the street.

But they didn't say
anything about airfields.

So after we'd finished at our
track, we found one of those.

I bowed out of this,
like I said, cos the Mustang

in a drag racing environment's
never gonna win.

It became a two-horse race
between Sir Crashalot
and the Onanist, OK?

-(RICHARD LAUGHS)
-But we have a problem.

See, we only have time left
in the show, realistically,
for one more thing.

We've got the guest segment.
This week I should tell you,

it's between Howard
from the Halifax adverts...

...and Adrian Chiles,

to find the fastest person
you don't really hear from
much any more.

We'll have a vote, I think.

Who here would like to see
the celebrity segment?

(LAUGHTER)

There's one over there.

And who'd like to see
the drag race?

(CHEERING)

-Does that mean
they're not coming on?
-Very much so, James.

So here it is, then, the race
between good and evil.

Right, here we go, viewers.

It's either salvation
or a world plunged
into eternal darkness.

OK, this is it: the race
between good and evil.

Are we ready, gentlemen?

-We ready?
-No.

What's happening?

I've got a couple of things
to do before we start.

Are you saying
you can't just
drag race this now?

Well, you've gotta do it
properly, this is a proper
drag racing car!

What is he doing?

This is what you get
when you buy a Demon.

Costs you an extra dollar
and you get this crate.

Oh-ho-ho!

It's like a picnic hamper
for men.

Then, underneath,
and to either side,

I've got boxes with the new
EC - I've everything I need.

-ECU?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-(GRUNTS)
-Look at that!

(ELECTRIC MOTOR WHIRS)

He's got this enormous crate
and some bags

and tins...full of tools,

with two space savers and...

Space saver wheels?

Hang on.

Why are you putting
space savers on it?

They're drag
racing tyres,
they're lighter.

I don't need grip at
the front, just got to steer.

JAMES: What else
does he have to do, apart
from change the wheels?

Um...he's got
a new ECU to fit.

-Are you serious?
-Yes.

So it's not really
a drag racing car at all?

It will be once he's
completely rebuilt it.

(DRILL WHIRS)

This is an old-fashioned view
of television but I think
we've lost the moment.

I think I agree with you.
This was gonna be the big end
of the show,

good versus evil.

I could have walked
to the end by now.

I've gotta take back tyre
pressures down to 20 psi.

Nice fat,
squishy contact patch.

(AIR PUMP HISSING)

Exactly 25 minutes so far
it's taken him to do
his quarter-mile run.

Oh, so, this is where it
breathes through its eye.

Look at that! That goes
at the back of its eye.

So...

Hammond, that is a
significant component.
What is it?

-Air filter.
-Does it not have
an air filter?

Yeah, but this is
a performance one.
It's gonna gulp through air.

-Right, so that's it, good.
-Now I've gotta do the ECU.

Which goes in here,
I believe.
I'll have to take that out.

So he's now got a
different ECU just telling
the engine to be powerful.

Right, why didn't they just
put that in from the start?

That's good to go.

JEREMY:
Sadly, though, it wasn't.

He's now refuelling
his car with a special...
How many octane?

It's ethanol and gasoline
mixture...um...104.

JEREMY: After the refuelling,
we hoped he was done.

But, no.

Right, hang on a minute.
I've got to put it

in neutral to get
that in the middle.

Hammond, you're taking
the whole dashboard off.

This has to come out
because I'm gonna put in
a new control panel here.

I get a new button on it.

He's taking the whole
centre console out,
the whole of that.

He's had to put it in
neutral to lift it all off.

What for?

Because you can then fit
a button, that enables him

to select what sort of fuel
he's running on.

Why don't they just put
that in from the start?

This all goes back in here,
with my new switch gear in.

It's an hour
and seven minutes.

Actually, you're right,
it is. It's over an hour now.

God!

-There we go.
-(BLEEPING)

JEREMY: Finally, the rebuild
of the Demon was complete.

It was time for the drivers
to warm their tyres.

In three, two, one, burn out!

(ENGINES REVVING)

Right, your tyres are warm.
Are you now ready?

-What?
-Are you ready to come
to the start line?

-No!
-What do you mean, no?

-No, that was just
a celebratory burnout.
-Oh, jeez, he's got out.

I've done all the building
work, now I've
gotta set the car up.

I've gotta get in
the right modes,
there's stuff to do, mate.

Oh, I've had enough.
I'm sorry, I've had enough.

Bye.

(SIGHS)
We're never gonna do this.

So, I need to go into Drag.
Drag Mode Activating.

Excellent. Drag Transmission,
Drag Traction, Power.

So Power
needs to go up to 840.

We are now in High Octane.

Ho-ho!

I've never known
anything like it.

JAMES: With our starter
on his way back to London,

the traffic lights
were brought in,

and finally
we were ready to go.

I'm gonna bust your ass,
evil boy!

Oh, yes.

What are you gonna
do with it now?

Cos I've seen the film
and I wouldn't do it.

(ENGINES REVVING)

I'm getting ahead!
I think I'm getting ahead!

Come on, Demon!

Argh, so annoying!

Urghh!

Aha! Evil wins!

Evil wins! Woo-hoo!

-(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
-Ye-e-e-s!

Yes!

Victory for the Demon.

Thank you. Ha-ha!

-Cos I won.
-Yes, you won.

-You did win. Well done.
-You noticed, then?

-Yes, I noticed it.
-That I won?

At the end of
the race, my car

was in front of your car,
which means I won.

Can I just point out, first
you had to spend half a day

rebuilding half your car,
and then you had to run it
on fuel

that you can't buy from
a normal petrol station.

Wait a minute, your Excrement
runs on that clever
fuel all the time.

I was sort of banking on
you not knowing that.

-Yes, well, I do know.
-Gentlemen, gentlemen.

I think we have to agree,
the Mustang is the only car

here that ticks
all the muscle car boxes.

It's cheap, it's powerful,
it runs on fuel you can buy,

and you can have it
with the steering wheel
on the correct side.

You don't get it, do you?
You just don't get it.

A muscle car is supposed to
have 1,000 horsepower,

be undriveable
and have a stupid name.

It's called Ready To Rock!
That is a stupid name!

Listen, Hammond, not only
are you the fiscal brain
of this operation...

I am.

...you're also the resident
muscle car enthusiast, yes?

So, and I know the answer to
this, cos you told me on
the plane on the way home.

Of the three cars, which
would you actually buy?

-Buy?
-Buy.

-With my own money?
-Yes.

-Buy? Myself?
-Yes. Yes.

-It's the Mustang.
-There you go, the Mustang.

And so on that terrible
disappointment for you...

-Snowflakes.
-...it's time...
it's time to end.

Now, next week it
is a Grand Tour Special,

where we attempt to
become the first ever
television show

in the history of television

to go to Colombia
and not use the C-word.

See you then. Goodbye.