You see, back in 1994, I was living in London. I got a call one evening from my mum to say that my dad was desparately ill in a hospital in Sheffield and I needed to get there as quickly as possible. I had just taken a chicken out of the oven and I thought ‘Well, I’ll take that for my mum cause she won’t have eaten’, ran outside and I had a 928 on test that week. And when I arrived in Sheffield, the chicken was still warm. And my dad was still alive. In fact, he died half an hour later. And the truth is, if I hadn’t have been driving a car which could zip quite happily at 170 miles per hour, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to say goodbye to my dad. So, as far as I’m concerned, the 928 is alright.
Jeremy Clarkson, Top Gear Patagonia Special 2014 (regarding why he chose the Porsche 928)
