The assembled cars took turns tearing down the strip the way kids take turns with a swing set at recess, and it’s safe to say everyone felt ten years old.

Despite the debauchery of the flight, Gumball Air arrived safely in Scotland, and even amidst the persistent partying, I was able to catch some shuteye—probably because I’m acclimated to a fair degree of degeneracy, but I’ve spent most of this week tired enough that I could fall asleep if I were being set on fire.

Gumball Air flight OR7682 from JFK to Prestwick was the first time since the driver’s meeting that the entire rally had been in one place simultaneously. The stewardesses did get a great picture with Eve, but let’s hope they got hazard pay too. I had the good luck to have found a seat across the […] More »

At the rally’s mandatory 8 a.m. drivers meeting, Gumball 3000 mastermind Maximillion Cooper sported his trademark sunglasses and was all smiles as he was flanked by Miami Beach’s finest. After a rousing welcome to new and returning participants, the Gumballer-in-Chief confirmed the news of a heavily implied surprise stop— some say it’s the Top Gear test […] More »

The longest leg of the 2014 Gumball 3000 is complete, and everyone was exhausted upon rolling into NYC. “One element everyone was concerned about was the great state of Virginia and its decidedly unfortunate ban on radar detectors. It might be ‘For Lovers,’ but its police are real haters.” The route from Atlanta to New […] More »

Right now, I’m sitting in a gorgeous ninth floor room at the W Hotel in South Beach. The ocean view is breathtaking. The weather is tropical. The guaranteed madness of the 2014 Gumball 3000 lies ahead. And like sharks poised for a feeding frenzy, angry supercars circle the surrounding streets. A few minutes ago, one of […] More »

So how can you be totally prepared for something as mind-boggling as the Gumball 3000? You can’t. The full frontal assault of ferocious supercars, exotic locales and block rocking parties is enough to turn the brains of most mortals into an exhaust-rattled, octane-spiked blob of tapioca pudding—and founder Maximillion Cooper wouldn’t have it any other […] More »