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BEN Collins makes you sick.

It’s not the film star looks, the effortless charm, the celebs he’s worked with or the endless supply of shiny new motors he gets his paws on.

No, it’s the way he takes a corner at too many miles per hour so that your head swaps places with your stomach while the rest of your carcass holds onto the roll cage for what’s left of dear life.