It was with a somewhat heavy heart that I watched our 1995 Jaguar XJ Sport, bought for the measly sum of £500, weave its way out of our car park.

After all, in my relatively short time with the Jaguar, it felt like it had achieved quite a lot. It had survived its initial 200-mile motorway jaunt with no preparation at all, proving itself to be both comfortable and good to drive.

With minimal work it then hit a top speed of 141mph at the Bruntingthorpe Proving Ground, as well as completing a total of 34.8 arduous miles undergoing high-speed testing, doughnuts, burnouts, heavy braking and fast cornering.

It even survived having its transmission dropped from neutral in to drive at 5000rpm, in order to see if that'd garner us any additional top-end speed. Warning lights predictably followed, and the transmission politely declined to fully engage any gears, but a brief cool-down period saw a full and comprehensive selection of ratios quickly re-established.

Even after all of that, the XJ continued to soldier on and provided daily transport for myself and other Autocar staff. Nothing fell off it (well, nothing that couldn't be pushed back on), no odd traits developed and no breakdowns ensued.