My wife and I watch Wipeout and laugh our asses off. They have to have an extreme flexibility test to be a contestant. The day the bottom of my feet hit the back of my head when I am stopped dead in my tracks from a sprint, will be the last day I walk.
We miss MXC. The dubbed voices were absolutely hilarious, as were the team names/types. Those two idiots who host the show, and the pervert field host were great. That was the first place I ever heard "milk, milk, lemonade, around the corner fudge is made!".