There are more clichés associated with this car than probably any other I’ve mentioned here before. And I shall try to avoid them all.
follows any nods toward Maggie, dodgy bands, greed is good, red braces or any
other Eighties nonsense, I ask that somebody kick me in the face please. Because this page is all about
legends, the cars that really stand out for what they are, what they could do,
what they do to your soul. Or your trousers.
Words: Richard Hammond
Photography: Justin Leighton
This article originally appeared in the July 2012 edition of Top Gear magazine