Last Call- Thanks Jaguar Edition

Cheers, mate!
Cheers, mate!

After a long day hoofing around the LA Convention Center, listening to auto maker reps talk up the 36 airbags their “class-leader” has, and how each is uniquely poised to lead us out of the financial abyss, it’s nice to find that the Jaguar booth remains a bastion of civility and hospitality, just as are their cars.


  1. They had Newcastle and Bass for their beer choices… Jaguar always does it nice.
    With the day job, on day one we tagged on to the end of Kia's press conference to announce of first ever Car of the Year (the Kia Forte)… and I had two champagne flutes placed in my hands…
    Bottoms up!

  2. So for the daily off topic…
    Does anyone wake up obsessed over a vehicle you sold many years ago? Enough so you go hunting the Internets for a similar or that very same one? Thinking "boy, knowing what I know now I could really do some neat things… if I had it back. And had money. And a place to work on it. And…"
    Maybe my OCD is kicked into antsy this morning.

    1. Anyone on this site that hasn't lusted for "the one that got away" cannot consider him/herself a true Hoon.
      Only when waking up from dreaming about Ms. Murilee do you need to start worrying

      1. Yup, my '68 Fiat Spider. Rings went when I was in university and as I couldn't afford to have them done, and not wanting to run the car into the ground, I sold it to a more affluent friend. In an effort to recapture some of the magic moments I had in that car I bought, post-divorce and nine years later, a '82 Alfa Romeo Spider. Alas, it just wasn't the same. I should have known you can never go back.

        1. The wagon was gone long before I met Mrs. engineerd. She's grateful for that. She's not a fan of wagons, and doesn't understand my obsession with them. Oh well. I guess we don't have to agree on everything.

    2. It's not even my car, but my older brother's; I think I was 10 or 12 when he sold it: 1974 Mazda RX4. A deathtrap in almost every sense of the word, but damn I'd love to have that thing. I'd probably lead to eyesore citations from the city, noise complaints from the neighbors, environmental citation by the EPA and, eventually, divorce… but still.

    3. I have two of those, both of which generate a certain amount of shame… 1980 Rabbit Convertible and 1993 F-150 XLT long bed extended cab 4×4.

    4. But of course. My '91 MR2. Straight from Japan with the proper 3S-GE in it, no Camry motor, 15 years old and looked and drove like new. 16" Volk wheels that suited it perfectly. If the exotic (for this area anyway) looks didn't get people's attention the RHD usually did.
      Sold it because I thought I needed more space. Idiot. I want another …
      Wait, here's a pic:
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    5. Twinges of this have kept me from replacing the T-bird. I've seen it in action with my dad and his black 1968 Oldsmobile 4-4-2 pillared coupe that he had to sell before I was born for reasons that must have been good at the time. When I saw a nice '68 Cutlass S convertible at a classic car shop he bought that car two days later, and asked the proprietor to watch for a 4-4-2 like his old car.

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