1. Hello and welcome to
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the Volkswagen Beetle.
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to Nazis and hippies,
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of those things.
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if you remove the bodywork
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a bit more fun -
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9. you end up with
a beach buggy,
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11. We love beach buggies.
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12. However, Mr. Wilman disagrees.
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if they'd been any good,
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that they didn't.
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And it's this:
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must buy a Volkswagen Beetle,
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and extremely remote place—
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22. This is what I've built.
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23. It's as close
as you can possibly get
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1964 beach buggy
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it is a 1950s Beetle—
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27. Beetle floorpan,
Beetle suspension,
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Beetle gearbox.
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a Beetle speedometer
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very like the one
that Steve McQueen drove
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Thomas Crown Affair.
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- Ha-ha!
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by the 1970s.
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what a beach buggy was,
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a beach buggy can be...
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a bit of imagination
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metal-flake paint.
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is the start point
of our adventure.
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45. What an extraordinary place.
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I mean, more seals.
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never told us about those
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48. is how bad they smell.
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49. Sadly, before
our nature documentary
could go any further,
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50. Richard Hammond
emerged from the mist.
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51. Ooh, hello.
That's not a beach buggy.
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52. - Well, I wouldn't
call that...
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- Oh, geez.
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Dick-tari!
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55. Behold!
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57. What are you wearing?
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58. Well, I'm in Africa!
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59. - These trousers,
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they are yellow, sir"?
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they went, "Yes!
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those on the hanger!"
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move over to this.
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- We were told
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68. - Yes.
- Beach buggies.
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It isn't.
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71. It isn't a beach buggy.
It's got a roof!
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in here at all.
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Beetle engine in there.
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- These enormous
suspension components
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under the bodywork.
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of suspension at the back.
- Twin shocks.
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sort of vibe.
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we had to drive on a beach.
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- Ours have made it.
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of rear suspension on mine.
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to come to Africa.
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to Santa Monica Beach,
then this, with its...
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87. That's the most metal flake
I've ever seen.
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89. Um...
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91. - V8!
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in a beach buggy!
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beach buggy quite close.
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No.
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a third of the way.
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how difficult it is
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102. - Well, it doesn't fit!
- It's obviously impossible.
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from a Range Rover,
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so it produces
180 horsepower.
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you were doubting
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as a beach buggy.
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110. Yeah.
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of a beach buggy
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flat-four Beetle engine.
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an engine, James.
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does yours have?
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as many horsepower.
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though.
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- Yes.
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I mean, that is an entire—
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is interesting.
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123. onto which you could
paint your personality.
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124. - Yes.
- Yours has got
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out of its backside
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130. - You can express...
It is a bit boring.
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and it's standard.
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What do you mean, standard?
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134. - It's tasteful.
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- The bat sat-phone.
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139. Right, go on.
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140. "Since you're in
beach buggies..."
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in beach buggies,
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drive to the beach."
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of his senses?
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at geography, was he?
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148. No, he wasn't. "You'll now
drive to the beach."
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Oh, no, there's more.
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150. "The beach
to which you will drive
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151. is located on
the crocodile-infested
Kunene River
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152. at the northernmost
point of Namibia,
where it meets Angola.
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153. It's 1,000 miles away."
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at this point was a map,
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to head north up the coast
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158. Let the journey begin!
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it would be in these cars,
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160. cars that were born
in interesting times.
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has started to appear
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to new types of music,
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new types of stuff.
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the beach buggy arrived!
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beach barbecues...
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was that the front fenders
were flat,
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a beer on it.
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171. That's how you design a car!
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and President Nixon didn't.
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all you need to know.
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about the beach buggy
is that it's a testament
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the human spirit to triumph.
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176. Because somebody looked
at the Beetle and said,
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the world's worst dictator.
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into a beach car."
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through the swirling mist,
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something else.
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going at a right old lick
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a handbrake turn.
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193. - Power-slided it in.
- How do you do a handbrake...
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get here, seriously?
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my nipples are erect.
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of this jacket?
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- It's cold.
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wardrobe strategy.
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I thought...
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- I'm surprised.
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the sea haar on it -
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go inland...
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which will take us
to a town.
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to get moving again.
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charging up.
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- Let me just try mine.
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had got me going,
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to catch the others.
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back together again...
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over my shoulder, has set,
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haven't found a road.
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got to find this road.
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too clever...
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rigged up my torch,
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the windscreen rail,
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my last pieces to camera.
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and things in here.
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have left if there were any.
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- I can.
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but I can do that.
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find the Southern Cross.
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in the excrement mine?
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till we find...
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the Southern Cross.
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the Southern Cross
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Ha! I've found it.
It's there.
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It's sort of...
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- Mm-hm.
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between two other stars,
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two imaginary lines meet,
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There's the two stars.
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directions from you, Jeremy.
Is this right?
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Oh, I'm so confident.
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eating humble pie
when the sun comes up.
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a very, very long time now.
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I'm not driving another inch.
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slept on the sand,
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for warmth.
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Namibia had two seas.
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massive "cee" in it.
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to where we started.
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- It wasn't my... I...
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you could navigate
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read a compass.
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There's two "cees" here
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that "cee" could navigate us.
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- I couldn't possibly...
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I don't understand that.
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sandpapered on the face...
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a thin coat.
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a T-shirt. Anyway,
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competitive with you
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- We're all the lostest.
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let's not get bogged down
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back into the desert
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we were doing yesterday,
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keep the sea on our left,
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- That's a fair point.
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Yes.
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well, newish—
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wheel marks from yesterday.
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it is exactly nothing.
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and the weather...
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it's all going really well.
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the previous day was banished
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of our surroundings.
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an astonishing place.
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of Mount Everest to my right,
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to my left...
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beach buggy driving.
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with the surf.
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in the Beach Boys.
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this loveliness, though,
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edging its way into the room.
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have to say this,
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or going out?
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up the sides of that.
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that far, which it does,
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to get stuck.
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use of the throttle,
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pincer movement.
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another problem.
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of the beach.
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just end like that?
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That is the end.
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government doesn't allow us
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and that's what that is.
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according to James,
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will have become impassable.
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if we see a good opportunity
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we do it.
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we go back in the...
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or starve otherwise.
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got to find a bit
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before the tide comes in.
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to that,
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we've had it.
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to open up and let us in.
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we can't get out here, look.
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Not a good place.
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a bit of an emergency,
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decided to help for once.
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I can't push him with that.
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- All right.
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Right, let's go!
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time we never had
in the first place,
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436. Come on, baby, come on.
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437. Mercifully, the dunes finally
started to fall away
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438. and we were saved.
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439. - And we're through!
- We are, we are.
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440. That's a relief.
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441. So nearly got stuck then.
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442. We'd now been
on the go for 36 hours,
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443. and we were
pretty much back where
we started from... again.
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444. We were also soaked,
frozen, worn out,
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445. and because
we had no food with us,
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447. But then Bear Clarkson
came to the rescue.
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448. Cold you go and get
some driftwood for a fire?
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449. And could you fashion
a rudimentary barbecue
grill of some sort?
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450. OK. Where did you get
the fishing rod from?
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451. It's my whip aerial.
It's a beach buggy.
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452. - I thought of that.
- They're fishing rods.
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453. This is going to make
a perfect little
fish grill thing, look.
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456. I am fishing.
My car's fishing.
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457. - Look.
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458. - Yeah, look,
I've got the rods attached.
- It's parked.
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459. What's that?
That's the grill.
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460. So we hold that
with the pliers
from my multi-tool,
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462. Can you do that?
There's no point asking him.
He can open a tin...
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463. Can you fillet a fish?
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464. - Well, it's the sea!
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465. What did you think I was
going to catch, a chicken?
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466. Oh, my God!
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467. Oh, my God!
No, wait. Yes!
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468. Ha-ha-ha-ha!
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to get more driftwood,
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gutting the catch.
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471. Use his car
as the table. There we go.
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472. - That's his gut.
Look. You've got it.
- Yeah, right.
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473. Oh, God. Shit. Look,
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474. it's all gone literally
onto his exhaust.
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475. Oh, no. Never mind.
Look, I need your help.
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476. Right, saw its head off.
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477. - Ah, there we go.
- Excellent.
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478. - I think, but I'm not sure—
- It's gone under his seat.
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480. It's all right,
I'll get it out later.
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481. Oh, it's done a treat, this.
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483. Mm.
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484. Oh, that's all right,
isn't it?
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485. Ooh.
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doesn't it?
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487. OK, does anybody want a beer?
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489. - Oh, you...
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490. - That deserves a stabbing.
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491. That is a proper stabbing.
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492. That's properly out of order.
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493. After lunch,
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494. we set off once more
into the dunes.
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495. Right,
so let's keep heading east.
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496. And we must come to
a road at some...
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497. There has to be a road.
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498. But,
for mile after mile,
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500. It's the Namib Desert.
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501. "Namib" in the local dialect
means "big nothing".
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502. It must be the prettiest
desert in the world.
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503. It's just a sea of dunes.
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504. Dunes which
were getting bigger.
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505. Bloody Nora,
look at the size of that!
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506. Engaging 180 horsepower.
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507. Climbing them in our
two-wheel-drive beach buggies
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508. was becoming tricky.
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509. Come on, you can do this.
You can do this!
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510. But by deploying the V8,
I was sort of all right.
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511. Yes!
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512. Oh-ho-ho-ho!
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513. Hammond had grippy tyres,
so he was all right, too.
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514. Please, make it. Please.
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515. Please!
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516. Ho-ho!
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517. There you go!
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518. However, back in the 1960s...
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519. Come on, little car.
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520. - Oh, no, no, no.
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522. - Yes.
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engine in it,
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525. which actually
is probably only 40.
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526. - Yeah.
- And number two,
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full power ever.
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528. Well, he's got
a 90 horsepower engine,
but a 5 horsepower foot.
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529. And I bet you any money he's
saying "I had a misfire."
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530. You've got to push the
accelerator all the way to—
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531. I know, but... I know that.
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532. It occasionally has
a little misfire moment,
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533. and then I lose it.
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534. - He said it!
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535. And so
the afternoon continued.
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536. The Grunt Machine
and the Grit Machine
would forge ahead...
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537. There is no way in hell
I'm doing this!
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538. Yes!
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539. You star!
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540. and then there'd be
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radio exchange.
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542. We appear to be a man down,
Jeremy.
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543. James May, where are you?
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544. Because
we spent so much time
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545. waiting
for Captain Misfire,
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546. we were still in the desert
as dusk fell.
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547. And failing light meant it
was hard to spot obstacles.
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548. Right, sit rep.
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549. Jesus Christ!
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550. - Holy...
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551. - Oh, my God!
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552. - Oh, shit!
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553. Look at it!
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554. Mate, I've got
to have a look.
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555. Oh, shitty death...
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556. - I locked up.
That was just...
- Look, he's buried!
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557. - You've buried the front.
- I was completely locked up.
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558. 'Cause I would have
gone down that.
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559. - Look at it!
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560. My close shave was a reminder
that, after dark,
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561. these dunes would become
very, very dangerous.
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562. It's getting
harder and harder
to read the terrain now.
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563. Is that a drop?
Is that a hill?
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564. Is that going up?
Is that a cliff?
What is it?
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565. Peril... peril.
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566. Oh, shit!
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567. Oh, I think there's
a drop off there.
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568. It's just a black abyss.
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569. That could be
a huge cliff again.
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570. Eventually,
we could take no more,
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571. and we had to settle down
for a second night
around our engines.
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572. We will find a road.
There must...
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573. - It can't... It can't
go on forever, can it?
- No.
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574. It has to... There will be
a town, a road... something.
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575. Unfortunately,
to find salvation,
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more dunes.
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get down the other side.
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578. Oh, my God!
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579. Well, that's just a cliff!
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580. Whoa! Aargh!
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581. Whoa, this is a monster.
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582. Oh!
I don't think I can do...!
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583. Whoa-ho-ho-ho!
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584. Whoa-a-a-a-a-a!
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585. Here we go.
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586. All three of us
simultaneously...
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587. Holy shit.
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588. Oh-h-h-h, shit!
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589. Argh-hhh! Ha-ha!
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590. Whoa-a-a-a-a!
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592. Oh, my God.
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593. Guys, this is the biggest yet
by a country mile.
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594. Whoa-a-a-a-a-a!
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595. Is that the size of the drop
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596. or what's happened
to his penis?
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597. Right, then. Let's see
what all the fuss is about.
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598. Holy shit!
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599. Oh-h-h-h-h!
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600. Phwoar.
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601. And now straighten
those wheels, Richard,
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602. straighten them,
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603. because you've got to
go down straight.
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604. Holy shit.
Oh-h-h-h-h, shit!
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605. That is frightening.
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606. Love this desert.
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607. I'm never, ever, ever happier
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608. than I am
when I'm in a desert.
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609. And this... this is the best
desert I've ever been to.
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610. You can never really lose
sight of the fact, though,
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611. that what it actually is
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612. is a big, orange
killing engine.
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613. Now, a big crest's coming up.
No idea.
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or massive cliff?
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616. Hammond, seriously.
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617. Shit, he's gone.
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618. Hammond's gone, everyone.
Hammond's gone. Big one.
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619. Oh, me.
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620. How the
did you get down that?
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621. With my eyes shut!
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622. That was terrifying!
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623. Jesus!
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624. As we
continued to head east,
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eventually levelled out...
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626. which meant
we swapped terror
for extreme discomfort.
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627. Ah. Oh, God Almighty.
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628. I don't think these cars
were actually designed
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629. to take this much punishment.
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630. - And I know we weren't.
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631. The only thing is,
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632. James's car rides lower
than this and will be worse.
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633. Argh! Ow!
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634. Ow! Ow! Ow!
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635. Agh!
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636. Soon,
the relentless battering
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637. started to cause breakdowns.
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638. Sand... Sand in gear shift.
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639. My throttle is
jammed wide open, people.
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640. The problem is that every
time the air filter, here,
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641. turns as I'm driving along—
which it does—
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642. it's jamming the throttle.
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643. What's going on here?
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644. What's up?
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645. The throttle is now jamming
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646. fully open all the time.
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647. Oh, problem.
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648. Oh, God.
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649. It is still moving.
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650. Many miles ahead,
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651. we'd pulled over for a break
from the endless bumps,
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652. and James was being
very interesting!
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653. The good thing about this hat
is you can angle it,
like a heliostat,
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654. to where
the sun's coming from.
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655. Yes, that's true.
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656. But you still look a tit.
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657. Luckily for Hammond, who
could do with the company,
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658. I was back on the move.
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659. Right, a new style of driving
is now required.
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660. This arm for steering,
this arm for changing gear,
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661. and then another arm
for deaccelerating, like so.
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662. Yes!
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663. Accelerate.
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664. Deaccelerate.
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665. Sometimes, if you
listen very carefully,
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666. you can hear my genius.
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667. Back as a threesome,
we continued
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668. with our seemingly
endless journey to the east.
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669. Just need to find a road now.
This is not funny any more.
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670. Enough desert.
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671. I don't want another night
in the desert.
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672. I smell pretty bad.
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673. And I suspect that
if we manage
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674. to find somewhere tonight
near civilisation,
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675. we should probably
have a ceremonial
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676. bonfire of the underpants.
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677. In truth, though,
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678. I thought we'd be
in the desert forever.
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679. But then,
late in the afternoon...
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680. I'm looking ahead,
and I'm not seeing
an endless sea of sand.
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681. I'm seeing green.
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682. Trees!
Those are trees and shrubs!
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684. Pylons!
That means electricity.
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685. Oh, yes!
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687. And then, best of all...
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688. Oh, my God.
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689. I honestly thought we had
another night of sleeping...
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690. - ... in the sand.
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691. But, no! Look at it!
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692. Nicest thing I've ever seen.
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693. I could go east,
I could go west...
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694. Whichever way you go, it goes
somewhere. That's the point.
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695. It's a road,
it goes somewhere.
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696. You know what we've
just done, don't you?
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697. We've just crossed
the Namib Desert
in three beach buggies.
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698. - We have.
- We did.
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699. We did.
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700. There is literally nothing
can stop us now.
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701. Admittedly,
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been as the crow flies,
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703. but we had found our road,
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704. and that's all that mattered.
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705. Oh, yes!
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706. That's the best thing
I've ever seen!
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707. Yes,
it is the road to freedom!
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708. Something has just exploded
at the back of my car.
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709. Oh, dear.
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710. By the time my colleagues
had got back to me,
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711. I'd worked out
what the problem was.
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712. It's really
straightforward, OK?
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713. - The top bolt has come
out of the shock absorber.
- Right.
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714. It shot up, boinged
into the coolant pipe,
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715. and three gallons of water
have simply burst out,
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716. going everywhere
except into the engine.
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717. - Right.
- So all I've got to do
is reattach the top bolt...
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three gallons of water...
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719. which I shall get
from a passing motorist,
and I'll be on my way.
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720. Right.
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721. All I could do
with a hand with
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722. is just lifting the car up
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723. so I can reattach the, um...
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724. Yeah. Well,
is there anybody here?
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725. - There's...
- I suppose a motorist
will pass eventually.
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726. The one that gives you water
will also lift it up for you.
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727. You could just
lift it up a little bit.
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728. Or we could go
and have a beer.
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729. - I hear traffic.
- Yes.
- We'd better not be here.
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when you're trying to talk
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731. 'cause we might put them off.
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732. Right.
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733. Somewhere along here
there will be a place,
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734. and that place
will have a bar in it
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735. that will contain beer.
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736. Do you have any water?
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737. - Water.
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738. Because the radiator
has blown,
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739. so I need just three gallons.
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740. Look, you've got some water
there. Just a bucket.
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741. It's an actual water lorry...
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742. leaking water,
and he won't give me any.
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743. Eventually,
I flagged down a local
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745. Thank you.
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746. And then I got on
with the repairs.
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747. That is one reassembled
shock absorber.
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748. That's reattached,
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749. so that's the cooling system
back in one piece.
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five-hour drive,
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reached a town,
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752. which turned out to be
Namibia's capital city:
Windhoek,
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753. and we too were
taking on liquids.
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754. Mm.
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755. Back out on
the highway, though,
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756. things weren't so good.
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757. What I'm driving here -
or attempting to drive -
is Apollo 13.
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758. There's some air
trapped in the system
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759. and I've had to make
a small hole in the front
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760. to get at the radiator.
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761. Bled that,
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762. bled all the stuff
going into the engine.
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763. This is the header pipe.
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764. Everything is bled, and yet,
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765. you do a mile, it overheats.
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766. Another mile, overheats.
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767. Well, we've covered...
20 miles in four hours.
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768. This is the sixth time
in 30 miles that's happened.
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769. Whilst my colleagues
embraced beer and bed,
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for the longest, coldest,
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771. most frustrating night
of my life.
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772. The roads are getting worse.
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773. Honestly, my bones
are going to shatter.
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774. - Oh, my God!
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775. - I've had a great idea.
- Oh, no.
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776. Oh, shit, it's really high!
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