Sitting in a first-generation Honda NSX on Sunday, it suddenly dawned on me that I hadn’t ever properly driven an ‘old’ performance car hard.
Now, I know the original NSX isn’t all that old (indeed, this example was from 2005), but it was still designed before I was born, and my motoring journalist life has clearly been a sheltered one. What’s that thing in the centre console? A cassette player, you say?
The Goodwood Festival of Speed allowed me to right that wrong. And, clearly, as I slip on the rose-tinted spectacles, I have been missing out.
It still looks great, the NSX, doesn’t it? The crowd seemed to like it, the ‘old’ NSX getting as many admiring glances as the new one parked next to it.
Inside, visibility out puts many modern cars to shame, even if the cabin feels a little cramped. They certainly don’t make carpets with that pile like they used to, and who said all those electronics in cars will be tricky to look after in the future? Everything on the NSX worked perfectly and felt robust.
And so to the hill. The ‘don’t stack it’ box was ticked, which is the main thing about any run. But a few impressions, if I may.