I love driving cars, looking at them, cleaning and washing and shining them. I clean 'em inside and outside. I'm very touchy about cars. I don't want anybody leaning on them or closing the door too hard, know what I mean?

I very rarely came across rude or disrespectful people. I don't know how I slipped by all of them, but I honestly can't think of one experience off the top of my head that was like that. I'm sure they're there, but I'd have to think really hard to recall them.

When I have a girlfriend, I feel caged in, I don't know why.

You mean inside? Or outside?

I love fast cars... and to go too fast in them.

I mean, I love action films, you know, good action films.