Despite trying to stick to the speed limit, we got pulled over and fined after every toll plaza on the highway. Given that all the fines were due immediately, with cash, you can bet that most of the money was never actually turned over to the local governments.

The assembled cars took turns tearing down the strip the way kids take turns with a swing set at recess, and it’s safe to say everyone felt ten years old.

Despite the debauchery of the flight, Gumball Air arrived safely in Scotland, and even amidst the persistent partying, I was able to catch some shuteye—probably because I’m acclimated to a fair degree of degeneracy, but I’ve spent most of this week tired enough that I could fall asleep if I were being set on fire.

Gumball Air flight OR7682 from JFK to Prestwick was the first time since the driver’s meeting that the entire rally had been in one place simultaneously. The stewardesses did get a great picture with Eve, but let’s hope they got hazard pay too. I had the good luck to have found a seat across the […] More »

The longest leg of the 2014 Gumball 3000 is complete, and everyone was exhausted upon rolling into NYC. “One element everyone was concerned about was the great state of Virginia and its decidedly unfortunate ban on radar detectors. It might be ‘For Lovers,’ but its police are real haters.” The route from Atlanta to New […] More »

If you think a 550-horsepower Italian supercar and a lead-footed lady can make the Florida and Georgia sticks a little more interesting, you’d be right.

Right now, I’m sitting in a gorgeous ninth floor room at the W Hotel in South Beach. The ocean view is breathtaking. The weather is tropical. The guaranteed madness of the 2014 Gumball 3000 lies ahead. And like sharks poised for a feeding frenzy, angry supercars circle the surrounding streets. A few minutes ago, one of […] More »