Martin Guy

Guy's been pushing himself to the outer limits, as usual. There's no medals, no big ceremony at the end of it all. He's just driven by putting himself through the misery. And coming out smiling. In search of suffering, Guy went to Colombia for the TV job, where he was kidnapped, tortured and shot at. He's also been to the Arctic to join the Royal Marines at their winter training centre, taking on the most James Bond exercises he's ever done while still seriously injured from a motorbike crash that knocked him unconcious. Off the telly, Guy's gone on two epic bike rides, spanning over a dozen countries, led by his sat nav along multi-lane motorways and up remote goat tracks, sleeping on the roadside. He's been to Mablethorpe Beach, the destination for racing things that shouldn't be raced; he's entered one of the toughest motorcycle endurance events in the world (twice); and he's been working on the '300mph job' - that's the world record he's going for and he's building a bike to get him there. Read on, and let Guy Martin take you with him on his travels to the brink.

Guy Martin can't sit still. He has to keep pushing - both himself and whatever machine he is piloting - to the extreme. He's a doer, not a talker. That applies whether Guy's competing in a self-supported 750-mile mountain bike race across Arizona, or trying to reach 300mph in a standing mile on the 800-horsepower motorbike he built in his shed. And during his TV adventures, travelling through Japan, winning records for the world's fastest tractor, re-creating the famous Steve McQueen Great Escape jump, discovering the toil and sacrifice of the D-Day landings and trying to cut the mustard as a Battle of Britain pilot. Guy's become a dad now and he's hoping that one day his daughter will grow up to be a better welder than he is. Oh, and he's still getting up at 5am to work on trucks in for service or to be out on his tractor, working the Lincolnshire land he's always called home. This is Guy Martin's latest book, in his own words, on the last four years of his life that make the rest of us look like we're in slow motion. We're here for a good time, not a long time. To Guy, if it's worth doing, it's worth dying for.

'I was never going to sleep in and take it easy, there were worms to catch.' In August 2015 Guy Martin crashed out of the lead of an Ulster Grand Prix superbike race held on the world's fastest racetrack. He had invasive surgery to bolt his broken spine and hand back together, and within days he decided he needed some time away from road racing. But he wasn't about to take it easy...In his brand new book, discover how Britain's favourite daredevil fills his time when road racing is taken out of the equation. He set about breaking records on the world's biggest Wall of Death; cycling 2,745 miles across the length of the United States (while sleeping rough); attempting to be the fastest person ever on two wheels and travelling to Latvia to investigate his family's roots. There's some thrilling racing too, including wild Harley choppers on dirt and turbo-charged Transit vans through the Nevada desert. And there's the day job to get back to in North Lincolnshire - the truck yard and the butty van.