I see that Honda’s trying to make a go of the wonderful NSX again. For a refresher, here’s a sample of the previous generation (+/- 1995):
…and the reincarnation thereof:
To probably nobody’s surprise, I think I prefer the lines of the older one: more understated, yet still beautiful — especially compared to the supercars of the late 1990s, e.g. the Lambo Diablo and Ferrari 355:
In fact, given that the Ferrari 355 is generally regarded as one of Maranello’s most beautiful designs, I would suggest that the 1995 NSX compares quite well in the looks department.
The new NSX seems to have gone more towards the dramatic lines of the Diablo (and of most modern supercars, for that matter), which is fine, I guess.
(Note that I’m not talking about performance, here: the 2019 NSX has well over 500hp, the 1995 a mere(!) 340hp or so. Yet I would suggest that for the average, or even above-average sports car driver, 340hp should be more than adequate.)
I just prefer performance cars to look understated rather than being schoolboy racecar-poster types. Once again, this should come as a surprise to absolutely nobody.
And of course, when it comes to reliability, I expect that the new NSX will have a mean time-between-failures rate (MTBF) measured in geological time units, just like its predecessor. And its competitors won’t.
About two days after I talked about the relaunch of the Toyota Supra, I took a young man from Toyota US HQ to a function room somewhere in Plano, and what was parked outside?
Actually, I kinda like the “shape camo” Candy-Colored Tangerine-Flake Streamlined Baby paint job. Imagine seeing that in your garage after a heavy night’s drinking…
Best of all, I’d like to know what you’d write under “Color” on the insurance form.
I see that Toyota has brought back the Supra, and all I can say is, it’s about damn time.
It’s pretty. isn’t it? The Mail compares it to a Porsche Boxster, and I think it kicks the Krautcar’s ass in the looks department.
I’ve only ever driven one Supra, back in the early 1980s:
..and what I discovered was that it was a beauty: nimble, quick and best of all, it started every time (I’d just come off a Fiat 124 and an Alfa Romeo Giulietta).
Sadly, I’m out of the Supra / sporty car market now — I can’t handle hauling my fat old ass out of these low-slung numbers anymore — but let me tell you…
Once again, I hear the whines: “Oh Kim, those purty lil’ sports cars are fine an’ all… but they’re plain useless if’n you want to haul a load or sump’n. So give us more Murkin eye candy.”
I serve to please:
…and that’s it for this series, as 2018 draws to a close. Next Sunday there’ll be something totally different.
And back we go, Over the Pond (and also back in time, a tad):
Still gorgeous, after all these years… no voting needed on this one because they’re all equally beautiful.
But it seems only fair that we should also take a little peek into Jag’s future:
“Okay Kim,” you whine, “them furrin cars is all very well, but how ’bout some Murkin goodness?”
Ask, and ye shall receive. Here are the Corvettes:
Go on; you know what to do…