The final scene: Frank behind the wheel, turning the key. The straight-six barked to life, filling the workshop with sweet, oily thunder. Frank wept. Hammond grinned.

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“We’re in trouble,” Hammond muttered, leaning over the engine bay.

Hammond’s team — Anthony, the paint wizard; Paul, the engineering whisperer; and young apprentice Dan — quickly realized this wasn’t just a restoration. It was a resurrection. The engine block had a hairline crack, the carbs were seized, and the wiring looked like a spider’s funeral.

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The workshop buzzed with nervous energy. Richard Hammond wiped grease off his hands and stared at the 1972 Datsun 240Z sitting half-stripped in the center bay. It had arrived three weeks ago in pieces — literally — in seven cardboard boxes and a rusty shell on a flatbed.