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Top Gear Classic: When Top Gear Stretched a Limo, Got Lost at Harrods, and Broke a Thumb on Purpose

When Top Gear Stretched a Limo, Got Lost at Harrods, and Broke a Thumb on Purpose

James May was navigating a 39-foot stretch limousine through central London with a Grammy-nominated passenger in the back and absolutely no idea where he was going. That specific combination of ambition, incompetence, and misplaced confidence is the engine behind some of television’s most committed automotive comedy. Top Gear Classic has compiled a generous run of the show’s most iconic challenge sequences, and the result is a reminder that the real subject was never the cars. It was three grown men systematically failing at things they claimed to understand.

The limo that needed a passenger to steer

The Brit Awards challenge required each presenter to collect a celebrity in a homemade stretch limousine and deliver them to Earl’s Court on time. May had transformed an Alfa into a near-40-foot vehicle by extending the chassis, which created an immediate navigational problem. He spent most of the journey circling the same blocks near Harrods, a fact his passenger Lamar eventually acknowledged with the observation that they had passed the famous department store somewhere between eleven and one hundred times. The intercom in Hammond’s MG had been modified for road legality in a way that left R&B singer Jia embarrassed by fans on the street. Clarkson’s Fiat Panda, meanwhile, required its passenger to physically sit in a separate attached car and steer the rear axle around tight corners, an arrangement he described as crabbing rather than driving. The limo eventually arrived in two pieces on the Lily Road. May, still lost somewhere in zone one, never made it at all.

The 70s supercar run from Bristol to a destination in Slough produced a different category of suffering. The Lamborghini Uraco arrived on a recovery truck due to an electrical problem. The Maserati Merak SS, of which only 652 were ever made, overheated predictably in stop-start traffic. Hammond’s Dino, which he had purchased insisting it was a Ferrari, rolled through corners and misfired on the straight. At the Castle Combe circuit, the challenge required each car to beat a lap time set by a Vauxhall Astra diesel. The Lamborghini posted 1 minute 58 seconds. The Astra had done 1 minute 35. May, running with no brakes and collapsed oil pressure, still managed 1 minute 54, which he described as brave. It was slower.

Lorries, wedding cakes, and a gear lever in the wrong place

The lorry challenges produced some of the collection’s most physically committed moments. Each presenter bought a heavy goods vehicle and was asked to demonstrate power-sliding on a skid pad, a task none of them completed successfully. Clarkson described the sensation of attempting a turn as ‘the gear lever’s gone up my ass’, which required a brief pause before the next challenge could begin. The alpine handling course involved a trailer loaded with valuables: an unsecured car for Hammond, a full wedding cake for May, and a live electric fire surrounded by straw for Clarkson. May severed Clarkson’s air lines mid-course, locking all brakes on the Renault. The cake did not survive. The fire, predictably, spread.

The Nurburgring sequence runs longer and carries a different weight. Clarkson attempted to lap the 13-mile, 147-corner circuit in a Jaguar diesel in under 10 minutes, guided by Sabine Schmidt, who grew up in the village of Nurburgring and had completed roughly 15,000 laps. She assessed him at 80 percent talent-free. His first solo lap came in over 10 minutes. Breakdowns, a wet track, an off-road excursion, and an engine management failure consumed the better part of two days. On the final meaningful lap, with the timer running, he crossed under 10 minutes and posted a 9:59. ‘I did it,’ he said, and repeated it several times to nobody in particular.

The crash that confirmed everything

The budget car challenge, which ended with each presenter driving into a wall at 30 mph, produced an X-ray. May’s thumb showed a clean chip fracture. The others insisted it was broken. He disagreed at length. The Volvo, purchased for one pound by a friend who visited a dealership and found the dealer desperate to offload it under EU recycling regulations, survived the impact in better condition than either the Rover or the Audi. The economy run to Blackpool, with Clarkson’s twin-turbo Jaguar running on a range display reading zero for the final 36 miles, ended with Hammond arriving first, Clarkson arriving seconds later, and May missing the illuminations switch-on by minutes after the M6 refused to cooperate.

One limousine, somewhere near Harrods

A 39-foot stretch Alfa Romeo, rear axle disconnected from the front, parked at an indeterminate angle on a narrow side street in central London, the driver’s window down, the intercom live.

Lamar eventually opened the door himself. May had been insisting, with the certainty of someone who has lived in London for 21 years, that he knew exactly where he was going.

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