I have an answering machine in my car. It says, I’m home now. But leave a message and I’ll call when I’m out.
Remote villages and communities have lost their identity, and their peace and charm have been sacrificed to that worst of abominations, the automobile.
I drive a Nissan Versa and would never spend real money on a car because I destroy things.
I will never shave off my beard and moustache. I did once, for charity, but my wife said, ‘Good grief, how awful, you look like an American car with all the chrome removed.’
I didn’t want a pickup with mud tires. I wanted an old blazer with as many speakers in the back as I could afford. I would even steal them out of my brother’s car and pack them in there. I remember sitting in a parking lot and turning my radio up and walking down the street to see how far you could feel it.
Now and then, when I grow nostalgic about my ocean childhood – the wauling of gulls and the smell of salt, somebody solicitous will bundle me into a car and drive me to the nearest briny horizon.
So I was getting into my car, and this bloke says to me ‘Can you give me a lift?’ I said ‘Sure, you look great, the world’s your oyster, go for it.’
I took a whole stunt course and pretty much got certified as a stunt driver. It’s ridiculous how easy it is once you understand the car and know how to do it.
I love everything from old-school cars to whatever the latest muscle or luxury vehicles are.
Being a good race car driver is one thing, but to take all the time commitments and all the pushing and pulling and learning when to say no – because you need to rest or focus on the things you need to do to make the car go fast – those are the hardest things to learn and the most distracting things to learn.
What we’re looking at is a future where cars will be comfortable and safe and offer the luxuries of both home and office. That means lots of sensors and software, as well as the critical safety systems to protect the car’s information from hackers.
You discover how confounding the world is when you try to draw it. You look at a car, and you try to see its car-ness, and you’re like an immigrant to your own world. You don’t have to travel to encounter weirdness. You wake up to it.
It was amazing to me that, all of a sudden, I was hearing my music on the radio and coming out of cars.
I was hit by a car once on my bike, but I still rode home.
I’ve been writing lullabies since the beginning. I kind of did it for myself to help myself fall asleep when I really worried, like when I was homeless and I’d fall asleep in my car.
That’s when it really came together for me that I was in a Bond film, to have my own spy car!
People in West Virginia do have cars. We have indoor plumbing. We even use knives and forks.
Most of my work is science fiction, with many a spaceship but few cars.
I didn’t feel like gymnastics were part of The Cars. I certainly philosophically didn’t want to prod the audience to react to anything. To me, it was more like negative theater. We didn’t really talk to the audience. I didn’t see that being a part of this band.
Tesla is becoming a real car company.
I used to own two homes in Atlanta. But it was a lot of trouble. There are leaky roofs; you have to call people. It takes up too much time to own property everywhere. Now I stay at the St. Regis. I used to like cars a lot, too. I had 25 of them: Porsches, Ferraris.
In the last three years of racing I’ve met as many women fans as men fans, and in NASCAR it’s the same thing. My wife loves cars, but the difference is she doesn’t have 20 years of understanding the background of them. She basically drives them and uses her gut feelings as to which is best.
Indy car racing is much more aggressive.
I used to look like a deer in headlights on the red carpet. You step out of the car and it’s bedlam. Everyone’s got crazy eyes.
I really think we should pass a law in every state, I don’t care whether it takes the independence away from an old person or not. You shouldn’t be driving a car if you’re over the age of 80. Maybe even less than that.
Singapore is likely to be the world’s first market for self-driving cars. Commercial services around self-driving vehicles will likely be in Singapore before they are anywhere else in the world.
It’s like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
I have two bikes: a classic 1978 Yamaha SR500 and a more modern Suzuki SV650. I’ve been into cars and bikes since I was tiny.
I love technology – yes, I have fallen in love with older cars, but I’m all for new technology.
I hooked up my accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. I hit the gas, people behind me stop, and I’m gone.
Horses and mules, and even sail cars, made more rapid progress than did the earliest locomotive.
It’s like when people talk about driving F1 cars in the rain. I have absolutely no problem with it.
My first car was a 1976 Toyota Corolla Liftback in red, like the one in ‘The Blues Brothers.’ I painted a Union Jack on the roof. I was absolutely in love with it until I destroyed it, which broke my heart!
First time I looked at a Formula One car in person, I just stared at the cockpit, figuring I’d never get in there. The drivers wear the whole car like a tight-fitting suit.
Driving race cars was an avenue for me to learn how to build my own car, and that was my ambition all along.
Once, during one of the jubilee tours, I was in the car immediately behind theirs and I watched Prince Philip telling the Queen a story. He kept her laughing for 20 minutes.
Running on different types of racetracks is challenging – not only for the drivers, but even more for the team members who have to make adjustments to the cars before each race.
Older cars tend to drive like older cars. That is not for me.
Societies need rules that make no sense for individuals. For example, it makes no difference whether a single car drives on the left or on the right. But it makes all the difference when there are many cars!
Suburban sprawl leads to social atomisation and fragmentation and is environmentally disastrous, as carbon-intensive car journeys displace local shops and replace public transport.
In Brussels, you are able to have a lot of appointments in a day. In Paris, you can have one, two, maybe three, but you spend all your time on the road, in the car or in the suburbs. In Brussels, everything is easy. It’s not a very big city, and the people are very quiet and warm.
When James Bond presses the watch and the car explodes, the writer doesn’t go into the science of it. One should leave it to the leap of faith. I have tried to explain as much as possible, and what I can’t, I have left it to people’s imagination.
I get bored with establishing shots of people getting out of cars and walking into buildings, getting into elevators and then 45 seconds later they have a line.
When Hindustan Motors rolled out the first Ambassador Car in 1957 its sturdy body, rounded contours and Mother Earth simplicity immediately bagged it a place in our collective consciousness.
I’m actually begging my agency president to change my car.
But my passion is racing cars. It’s what I like to do in my off time.
Buyers decide in the first eight seconds of seeing a home if they’re interested in buying it. Get out of your car, walk in their shoes and see what they see within the first eight seconds.
The lead car is unique, except for the one behind it which is identical.
If you build a car, you can only sell it once. If you paint a fence, you only get paid for it once. If you create a piece of software that’s essentially free to reproduce, you can keep getting paid over and over perpetually.
I am thankful the most important key in history was invented. It’s not the key to your house, your car, your boat, your safety deposit box, your bike lock or your private community. It’s the key to order, sanity, and peace of mind. The key is ‘Delete.’
I was once in a very, very bad car accident. So my drawing arm is full of pins and platinum stuff. Occasionally it hurts. But I found that after the arm was put back together I could draw better than before. I have no idea why.
In the past there were people who were not rich but contented with their living style, laughing and happy all day. But when the new rich people appear, people look at them and ask, ‘why don’t I have a life like that too, a beautiful house, car and garden,’ and they abandon their values.
I don’t enjoy good food. I don’t enjoy flashy cars. I don’t care if I live in a dump. I don’t enjoy good clothes. This is the best I’ve dressed in months.
I’ve been in cars that have been shot at.
Dirt has given me a really good car control ability, but it would have been an easier transition if I’d been racing pavement my whole life. But off-road has given me such a good foundation for car control when the car is loose, because the competitions are so intense – basically 30 minutes of utter chaos.
The autonomous car is definitely coming, and when that stage comes, this ride-share business becomes even more important.
I still don’t have a car. I still travel by public transport. I take autos to travel to and fro for recordings.
