I had a 1972 TR6. Burgundy. I really wanted a TR4 or 4A--fire-engine red--but they had quit making them. Loved that car, but it broke and broke and broke. And broke some more. We had a guy who worked on foreign cars. My husband would call him and say, "This is Ron," and the guy would say, "Where is it now?" He once joked we sent him to the Bahamas.
But I still sigh every time I see one, even though I would probably need one of those eject seats to get out of it, it was so low to the ground.
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