That road for Ayrshire is a two lane road, by the way. I’ve driven it. I met a cattle wagon coming down it from a farm. That was brown trouser time, I tell you. 

I wouldn’t know. Between the lorries which are limited to 40, the tourists who slam on their breaks everytime they see a tree or a curve in the road, and the wee auld dears who go out for “a nice wee driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive” and can barely see over the steering wheel, I don’t think I’ve ever been able to get it up…

Come to Scotland, specifically Ayrshire. We’ve only one pothole, but it stretches from Cumnock all the way to Irvine and the Clyde itself; and I’m not say it is deep, but I swear I passed a kangaroo climbing out of it last week. Since Ayrshire contains Cumnock, Mauchline, Kilmarnock, and Ardrossan, you have missed…

I will if they will. 

Goes triple if you are in tourist spots. I get that our landscapes are nice and pretty, but if you want to enjoy it then you need to pull over and do it from a lay-by.

There is not a specific vehicle, although I will note that there was a time the UK led the world in electric delivery vehicles (just google “electric milk float”) before they were destroyed by the twin evils of Tesco and Thatcherism, so electrifying delivery vans again would make sense.

Boo. Boo, I say. They went for the unconventional, they succeeded with the unconventional.

Every single Leyland attempt at a “sports” car. But, since they actually tried it, lets say the Marina “sporty” coupe. Yeah, that is right. British Leyland tried to make a sporty Marina at one point. They seriously tried. They did not succeed.

An ambulance.

Just for kicks and giggles, I’m gonna say... Uh, a Dolly Sprint.

Overhead gantry signs flashing a lowered speed limit because of congestion... at 3am. Because some Highways Agency drone left their keyboard locked when they clocked off at the end of shift at 6pm and forgot to cancel it. It just breeds disrespect for the whole signage system and non compliance for traffic laws. They…

In the UK it is “flood” warning signs. Our council must spend a tonne of cash on them. They get tossed out all over the shop, and they never get picked back up. It is the most pointless sign out there, because you never know if it means an actual flooded road or just another remnant of a large puddle that dried up six…

Car enthusiast being a writer at Jalopnik.

London Black Cab. Runs forever, comfy and with a lot of seating, tiny turning circle, and best of all it has a plastic divider between you and the kids so you don’t have to listen to them screaming all the time in the back. 

He’d probably take a percentage of the gross rather than a salary. Actually, I think Reynolds might even do it for free. It seems that Deadpool is his passion project/hobby at this point. He plays the character for the genuine love of it. 

Pineapple and black olive doesn’t work. There isn’t enough meat-sensation in it. You have to add some depth of umami flavor to it with maybe anchovies. Pineapple [sweet], black olives [salt] and anchovy [umami/meatiness] and then you’ve got something solid in your mouth that gives you a feeling like it’ll slip down…

Every rental is a high performance car. 

Vauxhall-Lotus Carlton. I know it doesn’t take much to stoke a moral panic here in the UK, but we had a legit moral panic about it. It is a 180mph monster that looks like a regular businessman’s rep-mobile. Some people even claimed to get it up over 200mph, but I suspect that is tall tales.

“And I’m not a clone. I’m not a clone. I know a lot of people saying that I was cloned out there.”