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| "If you don't wave..." |
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The sight of Leno guiding his royal blue leviathan down the freeway almost causes a couple of accidents. The car is enough to scare even hirsute truckers. But Leno is a megastar in America and he cannot go anywhere without being recognised. Truck air horns blast and van drivers leer out of their windows as we pass. But once off the freeway it gets really silly.
'Hey Jay, How are ya?' Construction workers and cops holler at Leno as he rolls down Highland into Hollywood. "Nice car, Jay," someone else offers.
"If you wave back you're a great guy," says Leno, shrugging off his adoration. But he appreciates his fame. Five TV shows a week and 115 stand-up comedy gigs a year has paid for his cars. And for that he is eternally grateful. "If you don't wave or say hi, you're an asshole."
Leno loves L.A; it's not only the entertainment capital of the world but the most car-centric city in America. And the desert climate is good to his classics. Three good reasons to live here.
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| ...and a few more of Leno's cars... |
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Jay swings into tour guide mode. "Over there is where Rudolph Valentino's estate was. All that's left is the stables. Nothing in Hollywood lasts a minute. My wife grew up in L.A. Not only has her school and house gone, the whole neighbourhood has too."
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