We’re all familiar with my overriding (and much-mocked) criterion that a car shouldn’t just perform; it should be beautiful as well. And yes, I know that beauty is in the eye of the beholder: while some may drool over some 1960s-era muscle car, I feel vaguely nauseated every time I see one because there’s a great deal of difference between muscular and muscle-bound. It’s the reason I’d prefer a 1964 Mercedes 230SL
…over an AC Cobra of similar vintage:
However, there is one other car that I would take over just about any other open-topped sports car. But of course, nothing in my life is ever easy when it comes to affairs of the heart, and this no exception.
It’s the 1957 Maserati 150 GT Spyder, and Maserati only made one of them. (Needless to say, the last time it sold, it brought a price of $3 million.) But, but, but:
For my money, the only car which ever came close was the 1957 (what was it about that year?) BMW 507 Cabrio:
If someone put a gun to my head and said, “Pick a sports car from the 1950s…” I’d grab the Mazza with both hands, and if denied that, then the little Beemer.
No, I wouldn’t take a Mercedes 300SL Roadster over either.
Too muscle-bound by comparison.
Go ahead, mock me. You know you want to.