TopGear drives the Jaguar D-Type

There are two kinds of sweat. Nervous sweat. And hot sweat. I've just learned how it feels to have both kinds multiplied together. Sweat squared.

This boil-in-the-bag experience comes in the notoriously high-temperature cockpit of a Jaguar D-Type, on the hottest day of the year. It's 33 degrees outside before we fire the engine. That done, gales of heat are rejected by the big old racing straight-six, to flow back over the tiny windscreen making a furnace for my face. My left leg is torched by the transmission tunnel.

And the nerves. Oh gosh the nerves. This is such a precious car. The 1954 Jaguar D-Type, chassis number one. The prototype of the car that won Le Mans three times.