The car starts a the turn of a key, builds speed like a recently jilted bull and hurtles towards the far horizon on great tidal waves of power and torque. If you are demure and a little shy with your right foot, the car wafts along in near silence, seemingly borne aloft on clouds of cotton wool. Flex your ankle, however, and it sets off with all the fury and momentum of the Flying Scotsman. I am quite sure that the price of these vehicles will only ever rise, so if you in the market for a bargain and some of the finest British engineering and craftsmanship, now is your moment to strike. This car has been carefully maintained, rarely driven and perfectly garaged for the last 18yrs.