It was the summer of 1979 when I was looking for a convertible sports car that wasn't a TR6, MG, Fiat, Spitfire, 914 or Bugeye. And that's when during a lunch hour a beautiful long blonde hair girl drove by me in a bright red Jensen-Healey. I had to go back to work and ask what kind of car it was. After hearing it had a factory Lotus engine, stainless steel trim and plenty of leg room, I was hooked on finding one. Ten days later I found the blue/tan interior baby I was looking for. Best statement I always hear, "What is it"?

Last weekend my wife and I stay the weekend in Laguna Beach and after watching how many Ferrari's, Porches, 350Z, and SC430 we seen over two days, I made me even more proud to own a classis british. 

Last edited on 10-11-2005 11:43 pm by Dan Collier