Thoroughly enjoyed the show. The LaFerrari seems to be a really nice car but I think no car to be worth that steep a price.
Corvette vs. Cayman was nice. Seems like after a couple of decades the Corvette has finally landed where the European sports car world has already been... for a couple of decades. I never thought the Americans couldn't build a proper car, I always had the impression they simply couldn't be bothered to do it.
Laughed out loudly when McLaren and Ferrari continued their F1 rivalry offtrack on Top Gear. If I were Top Gear, though, I'd shown Ferrari and McLaren the middle finger and ONLY put the Porsche around the track. But since Clarkson and May are such Ferrari fanboys and McLaren is about the only true British carmaker left, that wasn not going to happen. Very sad.
The guest didn't ring a bell but that's the same with many British celebrieties completely unkown to the rest of the world. He was a nice bloke, though.
And then came the Peugeot piece. I think it was brilliant. What's it called again when you take a grievance or an annoyance and blow it out of proportion in order to mock it? Oh yes, it's called "satire" and obviously many people hear on the forum have never heard of it. I think it worked fine to illustrate what's wrong with people who don't care about driving and which car they drive, as long as it was a bargain.
I admit, though, I have never been a Peugeot fan and that has personal reasons as well. Peugeots in the 1970's - when I went to school - were teachers' cars. Mainly French, geography and math teachers, to be precise.
My best mate's father was a math teacher and in 1984, when I was about to get my driving license, he drove a Peugeot 504. Oh yes, I know them firsthand. And I couldn't disagree stronger with Top Gear: It was a horrible car. Not only did it continously break down but the seats seemd to be made completely out of polyethylene foam with no support whatsoever. Sure, it was comfy but in corners your had to cling to the steering wheel for dear life. The memory that stuck to my mind mostly, however, is when my best mate's dad drove us into town and the car stalled at every redlight. The father had to open the bonnet then and hit the engine block with a big mallet. After that the engine started again. Once. I still feel the shame and embarrassment from back then, when I think of it.
And later, when I was in the German air force, a fellow soldier drove a Peugeot 205 GTI. The car was fine but the guy was a complete asshole, so it spoiled Peugeot for me again. I could have gotten a Peugeot as a rental a couple of times but couldn't be bothered. I rather took Fords or Volvos instead.