I love that Britain has finally made a show the world want to mimmick that will never live up to standards in any other format. It's like a secret recipe, and if the BBC had just been able to bottle it, it'd be priceless.
Quite frankly the show would fail to suceed, let alone work without Jeremy Clarkson, Richard Hammond and James May. They are the perfect trio of presenters, each with a distinct personality and an undeniable chemistry, bonded together by comedy. You've got Clarkson, the bolshy over-confident alpha male leader of the pack. His word goes. Then there's Hamilton, the short one of the three whose evident passion for cars makes up for what he lacks vertically. And then there's May. The sweet, perceived to be dopey presenter who, even though he always gets the short straws car wise, you just can't help but fall in love with. Which is probably the reason why Clarkson and Hamilton pick on him consistently and without fail in every episode.
Clarkson, Hammond and May are untouchable when it comes to making harsh facts about the motor industry, but remain highly respected in both their careers and their opinions alike. Together the trio have seen such vast and awe-inspiring parts of the world, and quite rightly who wouldn't be jealous of them for it?
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