Drove an E-Type for the first time the other day. And although it was noisy and slow and wobbly, it was also fantastic just to sit inside while on the move; to sit behind its vast but spindly wooden steering wheel, stare out down that long, long bonnet and watch the world go by. At its own pace.
After about 15 minutes at the wheel I then had something of an epiphany; that cars such as this, ones that offer such strong and obvious pleasure while travelling at a fraction of the speed of contemporary sports cars, could even be the future for us enthusiasts.
This is not a new discovery, of course. Anyone who’s emerged from an MX5 wearing a smile from ear-to-ear will be only too familiar with the ‘less is more’ theory of driver satisfaction. Yet what the E-Type offers seems subtly different from, yet quantifiably beyond, the norm when it comes to other classic cars.