At this point it’s worth remembering who is going to buy the Jaguar F-Type. Half of them will be sold in the US, which might explain why, when Jaguar set out to make “a sports car”, it bore more on-paper resemblance to a Mercedes-Benz SL than it did to a Porsche 911.
In R form, the F-Type is a proper hot rod of a car. If you’re looking for incisiveness and back-road agility, look elsewhere. But if you want old-fashioned thrills, such as a surfeit of power over grip and a noise to die for, but delivered in a perfectly mannered package, a Jaguar dealer ought to be on your list of destinations. Just be aware what else is available for the same money.
And when it comes to competition, it’s the V6 S that has the keenest rivals. Its £67,500 price tag is slap bang between a specced-up 718 Boxster S and a boggo 911. However strong the F-Type’s appeal is, in this configuration, it has its work cut out. Good news then that, like the R, it is a very different offering from the Zuffenhausen duo.
That leaves the entry-level V6. In some ways it is the sweetest in the range. It is certainly the least bombastic, and arguably the most balanced.