Growing up, I watched Top Gear for a lot of reasons, but if I’m being asked which presenter I connected with most, the answer has always been Richard Hammond. Sure, Jeremy Clarkson is larger than life and James May is endlessly fascinating, but Hammond has always been the one whose taste in cars always seemed to line up with mine.
He loved the fun stuff. The attainable stuff. The machines you’d actually daydream about owning someday instead of just sticking on your bedroom wall.
