Top Gear's ultimate Jaguar F-Type road test
We take the entire range on a journey north to Scotland. Which will we choose?
Posted: 13 Dec 2013
And none of us can think of anywhere else on Earth we'd rather be right now than the Highlands. Massive, triumphal scenery, lightly coated with a distant dusting of icing sugar and served under a blue sky. We charge ever westwards through it, gawping at the formations, hearing echoes from rock faces, finding unbelievable roads with huge sweeping uphill hairpins the same radius as aeroplane vapour trails, convinced there's no finer place in the world, and few finer cars.
And then the V8S bit me. On the Applecross Pass (Bealach na Bà for you Gaelic speakers out there). Loss of traction? Yes. Slewing sideways? Towards a rock face. It missed. God knows how, but despite sawing one way and then the other, neither nose nor tail met granite. That was the V8 asserting itself, a reminder that you can't take liberties (in this case, disabling the traction control) in a compact roadster with 460lb ft of instant access and any-rpm torque and expect to get away with it. It was a fright, and one of the factors that went towards convincing us that the V8S is only the second-best F-Type.