Surely that depends on where in Texas you start from, I think, but decide not to voice. It would only add to the general air of confusion. He’s on holiday. You can guess where from.
I thought racking up over 500 miles on an island that measures only 44 by 30 was pretty good going, but Oahu, it ain’t like America. It’s an itty bitty little place, smaller than Houston. But it packs it in, and so have we: film sets, Mustang meets, surfing, volcanoes, daft shirts, a bloody gyrocopter, an autosolo. We came, we shaka’d, we brah’d and we left.
There is no element that ties these things together besides geography. But then this is a story about geography. And history. So let’s start there. You see back in 2014, when TopGear magazine was a mere 263 issues old (21 in human years), we drove a Ford Mustang around America. Not across America, no. We visited every state. The thinking was this: the Mustang is 50 years old. The United States of America is made up of 50 states. So let’s visit every single one. We started top right, finished bottom left. It was a journey of epic numbers – 11,175 miles in 15 days, four different crews, 32 tanks of fuel. And more pertinently, sleep deprivation, hallucination, a cabin odour that can still trigger a gag reflex, and a quite profound admiration for America’s favourite sports car, the Mustang.
But even
