There may be an interesting story here, but I couldn't find it. This is perhaps the worst-written book I've ever (tried to) read in my life -- and that's saying something. I finally put it down after about 80 pages. The writing is hackneyed, cliche-ridden and completely predicable. It's breathless and self-important. Hammond's editor should be ashamed of himself (or herself). Stick to watching him on Top Gear.