| It's hot stuff! Cool!
 | John Flynn | 
              
                | And have you seen the tyres? Groovy!
 | Mark Wallace | 
              
                | And what about the headlamps? Blinding!
 | John Ward | 
              
                | And those candles you put on the dashboard? Wicked!
 | Chris Guest | 
              
                | And its fuel consumption? Super!
 | Mark Wallace | 
              
                | And what about those bumpers/fenders? Stunning!
 | John Flynn | 
              
                | And the seat belts? Snappy!
 | Mark Wallace | 
              
                | And the ignition? Electric!
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                | And the fumes from the exhaust? Dreamy!
 | Robin Bignall | 
              
                | And the chrome? Brilliant!
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                | And the loan payment? Outstanding!
 | Hilary (& or Jonathan) Caws-Elwitt | 
              
                | And the exhaust pipe? Tubular!
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                | And the stick shift? Gear!
 | Jonathan Caws-Elwitt | 
              
                | And the seats? Cushty!
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                | And the control layout? Dashing!
 | Mark Wallace | 
              
                | And the new paintwork? Tacky!
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                | And the driving wheels? Shafted!
 | David | 
              
                | And the performance of your 1953 tourer? Like wow, man!
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                | And the baby seats? Right on, daddyo!
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                | And the radio aerial? Straight up, man!
 | Robin Bignall | 
              
                | And the ventilation? Fan-tastic!
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                | And the cigarette lighter? Hot!
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                | And the onboard computer map? It's where it's at, man!
 | Chris Guest | 
              
                | And the furry dice hanging from the rear-view mirror? Swinging!
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                | And the Union Jack[1], attached to the aerial? Wet!
 | David | 
              
                | And the steering column, on the UK model? Righteous!
 | Mark Wallace | 
              
                | And the roof? Super!
 | John Flynn | 
              
                | And the effect on pedestrians? Killer!
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                | And the contribution to ecology? It's a gas!
 | Ian Tindale | 
              
                | And the sex in the back seat? Superposition!
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                | And the go-faster stripes on the sides? Superstition!
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                | And the driver with his underpants on over his tights? Super, man!
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                | And the back-seat driver? Superannuated!
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                | What if it's Julie Andrews? Supercalifrag..... whatever!
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                | What if it's a blind date? Supercilious![2]
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                | What if it's a date with Stephen Hawking? Supernumerary!
 | Robin Bignall | 
              
                | And the mother-in-law in the back? Bitchin'!
 | Chris Guest | 
              
                | And the traction control? Gripping!
 | John Flynn | 
              
                | How 'bout the new tires? Rubbery!
 | Laury Walkey | 
              
                | And the ashtray? Smokin'!
 | Harvey V | 
              
                | And the satellite-based GPS system?[3] Out of this world!
 | John Flynn | 
              
                | And the indicators? Blinkin' marvellous!
 | Dave Laird |