Top Gear Middle Eastern Special «Works 100%»

May, in the Fiat, attempted a sensible bypass route. He got stuck immediately. Hammond, laughing hysterically, drove the Golf around them—only to bury the front axle up to the headlights.

"One cannot describe this heat," Clarkson narrated, wiping his brow with a sock. "This is the heat you feel when you open an oven to check on a pizza, except the pizza is you, and the oven is the entire planet." top gear middle eastern special

Richard Hammond, ever the optimist, chose a £1,500 VW Golf Cabriolet. It was the color of a faded traffic cone, smelled of wet dog, and had the structural rigidity of a wet cracker. "It’s characterful!" he squeaked, as the chassis flexed over a speed bump. May, in the Fiat, attempted a sensible bypass route

It worked. Sort of. After 45 minutes of pushing, sweating, and Clarkson threatening to sue the entire Arabian Peninsula, the cars popped free. The BMW had a cracked sump. The Golf had no reverse gear. The Fiat smelled of burnt clutch and regret. They found Ubar (sort of). They got sunburn in places the sun should never go. Clarkson wore a tea towel on his head. Hammond tried to race a camel (the camel won). May spent 20 minutes explaining the geological history of the sand dunes while the other two threw rocks at his head. "One cannot describe this heat," Clarkson narrated, wiping