I love American muscle cars. It's my thing.
At the end of the day, my natural habitat is in a car and I am happiest in that environment.
I love driving cars, looking at them, cleaning and washing and shining them. I clean 'em inside and outside. I'm very touchy about cars. I don't want anybody leaning on them or closing the door too hard, know what I mean?
It's not a case of 'look at me in my car'; it's more, 'look at the car'. I like the idea of other people enjoying them, because everything has become a bit faceless and nobody likes the motor car any more.
I do love cars.
I've always loved driving, even when I was driving my very first car - a Mitsubishi Lancer.
Long before I had money, my passion for cars was there.
I love driving the cool cars, but there is nothing like driving a pickup truck.
