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I play the harmonica. The only way I can play is if I get my car going really fast, and stick it out the window.

I have bad reflexes. I was once run over by a car being pushed by two guys.

(On seeing a former lover for the first time in years) I thought I told you to wait in the car.

Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.

A car is useless in New York, essential everywhere else. The same with good manners.

We are in a giant car heading towards a brick wall and everyone arguing over where they are going to sit.

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear.

When you first get money, you buy all these things so no one thinks you are mean, and you spread it around. You get a chauffeur and you find yourself thrown around the back of this car and you think, I was happier when I had my own little car! I could drive myself!

Design can never be an ultimate explanation for anything. It can only be a proximate explanation. A plane or a car is explained by a designer but that is because the designer himself, the engineer, is explained by natural selection.

To attract men, I wear a perfume called New Car Interior.

I am thankful the most important key in history was invented. It is not the key to your house, your car, your boat, your safety deposit box, your bike lock or your private community. It is the key to order, sanity, and peace of mind. The key is Delete.

American stuntmen are smart - they think about safety. When they do a jump in a car, they calculate everything: the speed, the distance... But in Hong Kong, we do not know how to count. Everything we do is a guess. If you've got the guts, you do it. All of my stuntmen have gotten hurt.

It seems to me I spent my life in car pools, but you know, that is how I kept track of what was going on.

Going to church Does not make you any more a Christian than going to the garage makes you a car.

Canadians can easily pass for American as long as we do not accidentally use metric measurements or apologize when hit by a car.

And suddenly I realised that I was no longer driving the car consciously. I was driving it by a kind of instinct, only I was in a different dimension.

I was already on pole, then by half a second and then one second and I just kept going. Suddenly I was nearly two seconds faster than anybody else, including my team mate with the same car.

I know people think we drive around in these nice cars and we do whatever we want and our parents will pay our credit cards, but that is not the case. Sure, my parents were generous I got a nice car at 16, but at 18 I was cut off. I have worked really hard. I opened the store myself.

White is actually one of my favorite colors. I have a white car. I love white.

My brother was a lifeguard in a car wash.