The Big Picture
Jan 22, 2021
2 minutes
Angus MacKenzie
ur story begins more than four decades ago, when I decided I had to buy a sports car. Tatty MGBs, I quickly discovered, were going for about $5,000, which was more than I could afford. And when I actually drove one, I was dismayed to discover it had pitiful performance, woeful handling, trucklike steering, and so-so brakes. Sports car? My mom’s Valiant station wagon was faster, cornered
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