Despite the fact that Thomas may drive a foreign car, he can often be overheard singing the car guy's anthem:
Oh say can you wrench, by the garage's dim light,
What so proudly we've built, at the work-light's last gleaming.
Whose broad heads and bright carbs, we adjusted all night.
O'er the exhaust flames we watched, soon on Youtube they're streaming.
And the brake lights red glare! Tire smoke billowing in air!
Gave proof through the night, that our build was with care.
O'say does that ol' jalopy sure ever run great,
At the drag racing strip, and the auto-cross gate!