TOP GEAR

I just went to the Harvest petrol station on Goldhawk Road (not to be confused with The Harvester restaurant please) to jet wash my dusty old car. In front of me, in his Ferrari, was the guy from Top Gear, not the main guy and not the one that nearly died and is small, but the other one. Why would you jet wash if you had a Ferrari? Wouldn't you be valet all the way? Anyway I watched (and snapped) him as he washed. He must have bought the cheap foam brush and rinse program for £2 but he only used the rinse bit. I don't think I would really want to use a scuzzy old foaming broom on my Ferrari either. He put down the rinse rod and started to walk towards me..... Oh no, had he seen me snapping him with my camera? As he came to my car door, I was too nervous to undo my window as I knew I would press the electric roof button by mistake and make a fool of myself, so I opened my door instead. 'Just wanted to let you know that the machine is making some very strange noises and the pressure keeps coming and going, I think there is something wrong with it, but you might be OK.' said Mr Top Gear. I looked at him and thought, you're actually quite cute in real life. 'Have you finished already'? I replied. Why didn't I say something flirty like 'You couldn't help me put the coin in the slot could you'? You always think of these things too late (luckily, in my case)... Anyway after a good scrub I came home, googled 'man from top gear' and up he came, JAMES MAY. Does anyone know him? Is 47 too old?