Jeremy Clarkson Auctions Off His Converted Land Rover Sports Car | The Grand Tour

This is what I chose. A Mercedes SL from the year 1980. Partly because it is the essence of tranquility, moderation, urban taste and elegance. A car driven by Bobby Ewing in Dallas. But mainly because the body would fit better on the Discovery chassis. This time the men worked tirelessly for a day to connect the two cars and the result was spectacular. No wonder I called him The Excellent. THE EXCELLENT The internal chassis of a Land Rover Discovery united with the beautiful body of the glamorous Mercedes SL. To create a vision of purity... What is the correct word?

Disorder. It's not garbage. Did you paint with a brush or a bucket? It has headlights that turn when cornering, look, they point at the road. What would you rather have? The Excellent or that Porsche? That Porsche. Because? -Because he... -He's better in every way. To prove them wrong, I invited them for a ride. How nice. That's an option for the short gentleman. -Are you okay, Hammond? -No. -Do I really like it that way? -Yeah. Listen to this. It does not move. We had barely started driving when Richard and James completely changed their minds and realized that The Excellente is the best car ever.

That is not true. Don't say things in the voiceover that aren't true. I thought so. Maybe a little. It's worse than I thought. Can the heating be turned on? It is not connected. -No? -No. What is that meter doing there? Speedometer. Why do you have that one and not that one? That does not work. Does it have a fuel gauge? No. -A temperature gauge? -Not precisely. There are many loose cables that are not connected to anything. You didn't give it any interior. -I can see the road. -Me too. No, there's a hole in the ground. Although Hammond and May saw some minor defects, they thought that if this car went into production, it would be filthy rich.

No, we don't agree with that either. I have done the calculations. The Discovery weighed 2,500 pounds. Mercedes, £4,500... And £7,000 for the work, totaling £14,000. I can sell this for £120,000. -No, You can not. -Yeah. -No, that's not possible. -A Cayenne Turbo costs 120. A Cayenne Turbo is a good car made by Porsche. It's two junk cars stuck together by an idiot. It's not designed for people like you. For people with eyes? People who can dress? I'll tell you exactly who will buy this car. People using rounded scissors. -Football players. -No they will not. Soccer players love Ferraris. And from Bentleys, Range Rovers and Aston Martins, that works.

Exactly, not this thing. To prove them wrong again, I decided to go to Chelsea's training ground. They are people who understand cars. Not like you. Yes, they understand cars. That's why they buy Range Rover Sport and Aston Martins. They buy those things because they didn't know about this. -I love my car. -It's bullshit. They're coming in droves, right? Just wait. Can I stand next to something else? Players soon began arriving, giving Richard and James the opportunity to show off their football knowledge. You are very tall, you should be a goalkeeper. That's me. -I'm the goalkeeper. -I know that.

What part of Chelsea are you from? I am from Belgium. How are soccer players recognized? Don't you recognize them? -They wear soccer clothes. -He doesn't even recognize you. Where is Alex Ferguson? So we asked him. He made my stupid colleagues leave so I could control the subtitles. Tomorrow morning the first thing I'm going to do is get rid of all my cars and buy one of these. The really good thing is that there is a lot of room for maneuver. STAY OFF THE GRASS -Can you hold on? -Yeah. Shoot me. That's ridiculous. What do I have to do with that?

You also have to jump. I think this is horrible. fantastic. You have butchered a fancy car. You have created a superior SUV. Okay, look. Soft launch. No. That's what I call craftsmanship. Just... This door... the Rolls Royce looks nothing like it. You know what I think? That £120,000 is too little. Saved. I would trade every goal, every trophy just for this car. After determining that all professional football players love my car, we got back on the road. So, anyone placed an order? I saw that the parking lot was still full of Mercedes G-Class. -I saw that too. -Yeah.

If I put it up for auction in a posh black market auction, it would fetch me £120,000. Certainly not. To prove them wrong again... COYS - FOUNDED IN 1919 - Gentlemen. -Yeah? People investigate The Excellente... Yes, they are the organizers. They care about their carpet. "Handmade by a renowned British workshop." “Unite with sympathy the chassis of the estimates…” Did you write that? -You crushed them together. -It's my piece. "The interior would benefit from a little attention..." -That's right. -Yes, from a hand grenade. Lot number 132. The auction soon began. Ferrari 308 GTB. At £118,000... Lot 127, let's start with... 300,000. And many, laughing, paid six-figure sums for the cars.

In 270,000. 285 for the Countach. 134. The Countach has just sold for £285,000. I think De Excellente will perform better. And then the time had come. Then we continue with lot 138A. The Excellent. A fantastic handmade and very unusual machine. Keep your conversation to yourself. A beautiful and elegant Mercedes Benz chassis. -Again, a very unusual car... -"Unusual"? -...on sale here this afternoon. -"Unusual"? Let's start with 425 pounds? 425 pounds? Anyone for 400? 500 pounds. -550 anyone? 550 here. -Look, someone bid. 600 here. 650. 650. 700? -Hurry up now. -650. 700 anyone? 700 commandments. 700? Now 800. Let's try 1000. Come on people. Let's sell this car. -1000 pounds here on the right. -Are you bidding? -1000 pounds. 1500? -Jeremy, are you bidding? 1500 here.

Who offers 2000? 2500? 2500. Of 3000. 3000 offers. Who offers 3500? -Offer 3100. -Three-one. At 3100, 3200 pounds. -At 3500 pounds. -It cost me 14,000. 4000. At 4000 pounds. Does anyone offer more? At 4000 pounds... We closed this lot. -Thank you, number 391. -You lost 10 backs. I might as well have flushed them down the toilet. Anyone offer £30,000? Maybe 20,000? Come on, 20,000.