Halloween will be here in just over two weeks from now, and many already seem to be in the spirit. I started seeing Halloween-themed candy and t-shirts for sale in stores weeks before summer was officially over last month (thank you, Five Below!). I have a couple of friends back in Flint who throw some of the best Halloween gatherings I have ever been to, as a youth or as an adult, and they really commit to their movie-caliber costumes, decorations, and overall presentation. Some folks are just really into Halloween. When I had started to become more aware of some of the darker sides of this annual event that’s otherwise fun for a community, I had come to hold the belief, apparently mistaken, that black cats have a higher torture rate during this time. I was thankful to learn that this is actually not true and merely the stuff of urban legend.
I don’t think I’ve ever been superstitious, but the idea that having a black cat cross one’s path to be bad luck was still placed on my radar from a very young age. This was represented almost as factual in cartoons, movies, books, etc. to where I just took it for granted at some point, even if not seriously. The thing, though, is that I love cats. When my family of origin had lived abroad when I was in the fourth grade, we had two cats and loved them so much that upon our return to the States the next year, this previously pet-free family adopted a kitten almost immediately. I have to come to appreciate the myriad qualities of dogs in adulthood, but my love of cats started early.
It has been my good experience that the cats that have crossed my life’s path have had as much personality as the dogs I’ve encountered, and most of these cats have been good company with only a few exceptions. We had a cat named Chester who loved people, was a great companion while I did my homework, and also seemed to have this amazing ability to know when I was feeling down, often cheering me up with a head rub and a loud purr. I loved Chester and hold great fondness in my memories of him. None of the Dennis cats were black, but I suppose my point is that once cats had so solidly endeared themselves to me, I couldn’t imagine someone harming one just because it had lustrous, black fur.
When I had seen this Series III Jaguar XJ6 parked near the neighborhood sweets shop, several things immediately came to mind. The first was that these cars look stunning in black, accentuating the feline-like stance, curves, and details of the bodywork. I also remembered that it was while driving a Jaguar like this one with her kids in the back seat that country music superstar Barbara Mandrell was involved in a head-on collision on September 11, 1984, with her later extolling the benefits of wearing seatbelts in national print ads and TV commercials.
Ms. Mandrell’s Jaguar was silver, but seeing those spots chilled me to the bone, which I guess means that they were effective. The third thing I thought of was the one time around 1990 when Janet Jackson had scored yet another multi-format, top ten Billboard smash by channeling her inner Lita Ford. “Black Cat” isn’t necessarily my favorite song of hers, but I love how hearing that pop-rocker instantly transports me back to high school.
I honestly can’t guess the model year of this black XJ6 with any accuracy. It looks new enough that a license plate search might have worked (the refreshed Series III was introduced for ’79), but nothing turned up. I’m guessing this one is from ’84 or earlier due to the absence of a center high-mounted stop lamp (CHMSL) which would have been required for ’85. It has a 176-horsepower, 4.2 liter inline six mated to a GM-sourced three-speed automatic. If this car is actually an ’84, it’s one of just over 15,800 XJ6s built in Coventry for the model year. The ’84 sold for around $31,000 new, which translates to about three times as much in 2024.
Would owning this road-going, black cat mean bad luck? As I was snapping these photos during Labor Day weekend, a bicyclist stopped to chat with me for a bit about the car. “These are nice to look at, but they have lots of problems. Lots of ’em,” he said. I moved around the car with my camera, getting my shots as he went on before I asked him, “Do you know the owner of this particular car?” “Sure I do.” If I had believed him, I might have asked him for more specifics, but I had somewhere to be shortly thereafter. I mentioned something about how the wonky Lucas electrical system (I was purely guessing, though an educated guess) might be the source of major headaches, and he agreed with me. He was a nice guy, and I like that he stopped to talk with a complete stranger with a camera about somebody else’s car. It happens sometimes.
From what I have read about this vintage of XJ6, unless it has been pampered really well and maintained consistently (and this example looks like it might have been), these aren’t necessarily a great bet for a regular daily driver, with a sometimes prohibitively increased cost of parts and labor relative to less exotic used cars. Stated another way, while one that appears in decent shape may be had for a reasonable amount of money, keeping an older Jag like this in good running order could end up costing its owner much more in the short run than its secondhand purchase price. For me, owning a money pit would be the opposite of good luck, but I hope that’s not the case with this example in gleaming black. Let’s hope this Jaguar has at least a few more of its nine lives left.
Edgewater, Chicago, Illinois.
Sunday, September 1, 2024.
Will there ever be a Jaguar article here where costs, reliability issues and Lucas are NOT mentioned? It gets so tiring.
I have a friend with a really nice BMW 735 from 1987 or so, and he has had large replacement and unexpected repair costs over only a two year period. Not to mention that some parts were really hard to come by – something that is not a problem with Jaguars.
Another friend owns a Mercedes, and another a 70s Alfa Romeo. Both owners have stories about high costs. I have had years of experience of my Jaguar 420 (forerunner of the XJ6) which I daily drove for a number of years.
Yes, there will be costs, sometimes high costs in running old cars but that should be something to be expected. If you worry about costs then please drive a new car (and forget that these often have very high depreciation costs).
What most people forget is that an old Jaguar like this one is actually a joy to own. Not only very pretty but fast too, with good road manners and superb comfort.
Here’s one that does not mention costs or reliability. Lucas was mentioned but was referred to as “eclectic”. 🙂
https://www.curbsideclassic.com/curbside-classics-european/curbside-classic-1960-jaguar-xk-150s-treasures-are-meant-to-be-shared/
This is true but Jags frequently (usually) had significant costly issues even when low mile and fairly new, not just as vintage drivers these days. My low mile E-type didn’t just nickel & dime me, it was often 100-500$ seemingly every time I took it out for the several fun/miserable years that I had it. That said my big series BMW 6 cyl was even worse, if possible, an engine with inherent cooling flaws with sky-high repairs required on a regular basis. These kinds of Euro high-end cars have never been cars for US drivers who didn’t understand what they’re getting into and can’t afford the ticket. And Lucas WAS typically a Brit car weak point, for sure.
I will add that I’ve also owned a navy blue ’62 Mk II 3.8 4 Spd w3 with red leather interior, a gloriously lovely car but also expensive to own and drive in every way. Replaced by a near bulletproof Toronado.
The secret to Lucas working or not is earth/ground connections, I recently replaced the main wiring loom in my Superminx the old one let the smoke out so to speak, Anyhow I got the loom from a wrecker the correct model 66 had things earlier models didnt, spliced it in and some things worked, 3 months in the rain not moving produced corrosion I cleaned up all the earth connections and improved the instrument earths and it passed inspection with ease,
Jags had more equipment than Hillmans so theres more that might not work if it gets damp.
“Let the smoke out” is rather good.
I reckon you’re also dead-on that a Jag had, relatively speaking, a fair amount of do-daddery for the day, and if you’ve got, say, failed windows and then the starter goes, it exaggerates the effect. What’s more, lots of fancy electrical stuff (for then) wasn’t too reliable across the board.
But there is a question here: WHY did a huge firm like Lucas make things that suffered from poor earths, when, say, Delco just didn’t? In Jags specifically I think the squeeze on suppliers might explain some of it, but these sort of faults were across just too many English cars – why? Prince of Darkness is a bit lazily cliched, but “generally untrustworthy” is fair enough, and it’s not for no reason.
One of my uncles had the worst of both worlds: a Jaguar XJ6 AND a 7-series BMW.
His wife, on the other hand, drove a Lexus…including taking him back and forth when the Jaguar and then the BMW had to go in for multitudinous repairs.
I certainly didn’t mean any offense. These XJ6s are and were prestigious machines.
And like you, I will defend the cars I like, both those I have owned and those I haven’t.
I agree – this black cat looks amazing. I have never been a cat person, but two of my children now have cats, and I can understand their attraction. But just like with this car, I will understand it from afar. Actually, because I am more of a car person than a live-cat person, I would sooner take my chances with this Jag. My kids have had some significant expenses from their pet cats too.
JP, I wonder if the preference for dogs vs. cats for pets skips or flip-flops with generations. “Understand it from afar” – haha! I would love a Jag in this condition, but I’m clearly not the person for that job. I have seen it in motion with the driver in it and was secretly slightly covetous.
I owned and daily drove a light beige ’84 XJ6 for 3 or 4 years. It was very reliable. The only thing I ever had to do to it was replace the starter. Wonderful car, and so quiet and smooth going down the highway. Very solid and excellent workmanship. Beautiful, classy design.
I really enjoy reading about a positive ownership experience about a subject car from someone who has had firsthand experience. Thank you for this.
Nice kitty. The color does it well. And, while Mrs. Jason and Mrs. Jason Jr have had three cats between them over the last 26 years, none were black. Two were costly, with one being diabetic for seven years. I was quickly able to evolve from having to fight Stormy for his daily insulin shot to giving him his shot while he was walking down the hallway.
Using an old(er) vehicle as intended can create equal amounts of euphoria and frustration. This Jaguar drips off potential for euphoria in ownership. Further, just imagine the simplicity of keeping something supposedly simpler, say, a ’91 Dodge Ram pickup on the road – until it quits charging. Then, you ultimately learn the voltage regulator, which is the bad piece, not the alternator, is within the ECM. That is insidious.
Jason, you highlight another feature of cat companionship, and that’s their ability to live long enough to require the kinds of long-term healthcare issues that are more akin to those experienced with fellow humans than is usually (in my experience) the case with dogs. I too have lived with a cat with chronic geriatric health conditions. As long as I gave her bi-weekly IV fluid infusions (20 minutes attached to the IV bag, after I properly inserted the needle…on a cat), she was fine and by all accounts quite happy to be alive. I did that for about 3 years. She lived to just over 21 years old. For better or worse, dogs tend not to do that sort of thing.
Which has its car analogy too. How many of us have had cars that will linger on far longer than expected just so long as we continue to provide some sort of care infusion that prior to that we might not have considered reasonable? But who’s to say what’s “reasonable” at some points in ownership? I suppose some people are better at making that determination than others. Not me. I’ve held on to cars well beyond what some folks would consider prudent. But when they’re a part of the family, that’s just what you do. Oil (etc.) leaks, odd noises, starting problems, etc. It’d probably be a whole lot easier if they just shot a rod through the block/oil sump and made the end positively clear…as most of my dogs have done.
Hopefully the kitty in Joe’s post continues to live a long life in automotive health.
Jeff, I appreciate many great things in this comment, and I also agree that the definition of what constitutes “reasonable” is subjective, with respect to the care of both cats and cars. Toward the end of its (shockingly long) car life, our ’85 Renault Encore hatchback had quite a few Rube Goldberg-like contraptions to keep it running, including a switch on the dashboard to manually operate the engine cooling fan. If that car was a cat, it lives fully nine lives, but I still consider it a great car.
Bless the Shafers (and so many other pet owners) who make the choice to spend what it takes within reason to keep beloved pets alive, comfortable, and happy. I love the visual of Stormy sort of shrugging off the shot like it’s no big deal. I’m also sorry about the frustrating Dodge misdiagnosis! (Is that what I’m reading?)
Amazing black cat. It looks very similar to the BMWs of the 80s. Elegance and its own style.
I do see the certain similarities to ’80s BMWs that you and a couple other commenters pointed out. Elegance and are the perfect descriptors.
The most beautiful sedan, ever? Certainly in the running for that title. Lovely in black, although wire wheels never look right on these.
A colleague at Porsche had one of these (in black), an ‘86, that had over 300,000 km and was super reliable, so they can go the distance.
Cats can also be very characterful and great company. I have never found them as aloof as people say. A former girlfriend had a massive black tomcat called Oscar that resembled a small panther. A wonderful looking animal – the feline equivalent of this XJ. His deep purr even mimicked the sound of a straight 6….
“Oscar” is such a great name for a big, black cat with a low, but long purr. Reading everyone’s great cat stories is making me miss all the cats I’ve had the honor of sharing space with. I do actually like the wires on this Jag, but to your point, I have seen other wheel designs on these XJ6s that I like as much.
Just noticed your side view photo – well posed!
“I WISH” written on the wall to the left is very appropriate and the title of Skee-Lo’s 1995 hit – one of my favorite songs. I’m sure he would have liked to cruise Crenshaw in this Jaaag instead of his “hatchback”…
The “I Wish” was from an independent ladies’ boutique shop that sadly closed recently in that storefront after being open for only a handful of years. I do remember being happy that those words were in the background when I composed my snaps.
We’ve had two black cats. Unfortunately the second one had his own bad luck and died of a sudden medical issue far too young. As for Jaguar XJ’s, I spotted an XJ40 V12 curbside just last week. It featured a city Tow Warning on the windshield which is very rare in our town, and I noticed the registration sticker hadn’t been updated since 2007. I’d never seen in it there before and it was gone a few days later. It wasn’t black but clearly unlucky.
I don’t know, that thing was pretty lucky to (presumably) still be running before being parked/abandoned and towed….only 1565 of the XJ40 series V12 made it to the US, and all of them were 1994 models.
I found one a few years back, it’s luck had run out before yours….
https://www.curbsideclassic.com/blog/junkyard/curbside-recycling-1994-jaguar-xj12-xj81-do-v-12-jaguars-actually-get-the-full-nine-lives/
I like to think Jaguars tend to atrophy if not exercised often and hard, just like Alfa Romeos, they aren’t cars to just be coddled or lightly used around town. Well, they can be, but that’s when the issues start.
I’m sorry about your second black cat. It is never easy to say goodbye to a beloved pet, regardless of the length of the relationships. I have had to say goodbye prematurely to two cats, and I always get sad when I think about them.
As for the V12 Jag you mentioned, I’m now curious to know how many XJ6s have been featured in Curbside Recycling.
And Jim Klein, to your point about classic Jaguars needing to be exercises or they atrophy, I get this impression, even with the somewhat limited knowledge of these cars that I have.
Joseph: I think the CHMSL breakover point was ’85 into ’86. 1985 cars didn’t have the third brake light, but the 1986 cars did.
But maybe this was American cars. I’m thinking of the T-Birds and Mustangs of the era.
Regarding Black Cats: Some of the sweetest cats I’ve ever know were in fact, black. I never felt unlucky around any of them. 😉
RS Rick, you are absolutely right about the CHMSL, and funny enough, the examples I thought of were the ’85 and ’86 Mustang GTs with their rear spoilers.
We had a black cat living with us for 18 years, and suffered no I’ll effects from bad luck. There is also another neighborhood black cat that I’ve befriended for a few years, no bad luck there either.
Jaguar XJ6, beautiful. I didn’t have a lot of electrical problems with my ’97 XJ6, I really loved driving that car. Suspension components don’t last very long, even in much newer models, and as I detailed in my COAL entry, finding a competent shop to perform a major rebuild was problematic. I will admit that my innate tightwad nature makes it hard to spend a lot of money on any old car.
Jose, I did absolutely think of your great COAL post about your ownership experience with your later model XJ6 when I put this together, including at the end when you had decided to sell before something went really wrong with it during what had been a really positive experience. (If I recall what I read correctly…)
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Black is beautiful, but really all cats believe that they are the most beautiful special creatures ever. It’s part of their charm. One thing that I will note – as someone who has shared his house with sometimes as many as 4 cats (plus the dogs) – is that having just a single cat, as I do now, is the best version of cat companionship. It allows the cat to bask in the full light of feline devotion. As mine does consistently during the workday.
That XJ6 is indeed, IMO, a beautiful car. It does remind me (as a previous comment noted) of BMWs of the late 1970s and mid-1980s. I’d be happy to have a cat like that in the driveway. But just one. It’d be much more special that way.
Jeff, Iove both the sentiments expressed about cats and the picture! I’m just going to come right out and say it: that touch of arrogance (I can’t think of a better word at this writing) is actually part of what I love about cats. “How dare you even question that this is my world and you’re just living in it?” The beauty of it is when you feel the cat’s *benevolence” directed at you. “You can stay, though. PURRRR”
Just one cat. Maybe one day I’ll again have just one cat. And maybe also a classic Mercury Cougar.
86 was the first year for the 3rd brakelight.
My parents got a new Caprice wagon and Poncho 6000 that year and we felt so….. CURRENT lol
The subject Jag is lovely, and looks like my very first one- black with blood red leather and the true Dayton wires. My parents went on a trip to Europe and as soon as they left their neighbor stuck it in their circle drive For Sale, with 40k miles on it. When they returned I had bought it LOL
I will not be the guy telling bad Jag tales, as I am on my 4th, a 2004 Supercharged XJR, and NONE have given me any trouble. Spectacular cars.
Yup – ’86. You and RetroStang Rick were right. And I knew this. Whoops!
So great that you have had good ownership experiences with your Jaguars!
Friends have a black cat, quite a cool critter
I love black cats.
We had two or three black cats when I was a kid. Our cats were mostly outdoor cats and we lived out in the country (think barn cats) near a fairly active highway. Sadly, we lost a few to car strikes over the years. One lived around twenty years, but I think was suffering from some kind of feline dimentia, and was struck by a car after all those years of avoiding that fate. He was neutered, which seemed to be essential to keeping tomcats from wandering and often finding their end on the highway.
Anyway, that’s a proper Jaaaag somebody’s got there. Looks well kept; I’m guessing Jaaaags of that era that suffered poor maintenance lasted about as long as a tomcat on a bit of acreage just off the highway. I’ve always wanted a Jaaaag, although I’m not sure it’d be a car I’d fall in love with enough to be worth the challenges. I’m sure, much like the 80’s Mercedes I’m familiar with, the quality of the maintenance is the overriding determination as to how good (or bad) such a car would be to own. With the Mercs, I’d venture you had something of a better starting point in terms of engineering and build quality, but my limited understanding of Jaaaag quality suggests it was more inconsistent than terrible.
The only Jaaag I’ve ever experienced for any length of time was an X-type my sister had for a while. Not a bad car for someone ok with something that’s basically a Ford with more striking looks and some luxury, but not what I’d call a proper Jaaaaag. The XJs of the Ford years seemed pretty sound, but once they got into the brand engineering of the S-type and X-type, things stated to slide. And that kept going after Ford divested. It’s like the Jaaagness started dropping a’s around Y2K, and to my eyes, the new Jags hardly rate even the one ‘a.’ So you’d be going with a fairly old car to get a proper Jaaaaag, I’d say. That makes finding one – especially a really good one – a challenge, but the price on many of them isn’t bad. It’s also one of the cheapest ways to get a V12. I’m mostly going off car mags and word of mouth, but it seems Jaaaaags tended to trail the big German makes in sophistication and features. Still, they did well for what they had, and often of a style and presence such that I understand people walking right past a technically superior Merc or BMW for. I think it’s one of those cars every true car nut should own. Hopefully some day the right one will come my way…
Thank you for this. And reading “Jaaaaag” in the accent in my head has me pronouncing the alternate with which I’m also familiar: “Jag-you-are”. “More inconsistent than terrible: a brilliant summation which was also my impression.
I do remember liking that there were more affordable, entry-level Jaguars around the turn of the millennium, but to your point, this generation of XJ6 was peerless for style.
This car was actually first registered white, until the day all the little n’ large Lucai components got together for a big fry-up.
Jags were always priced cheaper than their sophistication suggested, partly from the very good cause that the wily William Lyons was a huge TS* practitioner with his suppliers. It was the bought-in bits that caused most of the trouble. When this parsimoniousness was multiplied by BL’s later disastrous stewardship of the firm, it isn’t just a tired assertion to say that Jags were unreliable, they were objectively so. Sir John Egan was sent to either kill or save Jag in ’80, and he foresaw the potential for revival in the Series III, it being (to him) almost like a new car. But when he started, there were 18 faults per car, warranty-draining ones: Mercedes, by comparison, had four. In short, miles and miles off even a good standard. He dealt with major suppliers: on his account, one major had a FORTY PER CENT failure rate in what it was supplying! (To his immense credit, he famously turned a lot of that around). Jag’s size also meant the R and D budget was limited, and meant things like that great 1948 engine was still being fitted 30 years later, with rope oil seals and 1948’s finest thick-wall construction, casting standards, and tolerances.
Nothing can take away from the gorgeous look of the XJ’s, especially the III. For me, still the best mass-produced 4-door ever made. And they were still competitive enough in driving sophistication against the best some 22 years after the ’68 release when the last V12’s were made.
As to cats, and as the tea mug has it, they know just how you feel – they don’t care, but they know. Very Jag-like: I know you want me (hell, you bought me) but I truly may not look after you in return. Cats are exceedingly cool customers, and beautiful, and rather like their motoring namesake, never entirely to be trusted. By that I mean that if circumstances suit them, and a better opportunity arises, they will take all their loving devotion to you and transfer it in an hour to that guy down the road with no kids and a softer bed. All of mine owned over a lifetime – five, six? – stayed more or less loyal, and highly amusing to me, but I never exactly knew where a couple of them spent at least part of their time, but in at least one case, George was AWFULLY friendly with a neighbor two streets away…
*Testicle Squeezation
Oh, I forgot to add, Joe, for the music reference, to me “black cat” always brings forth the magnificent Nina Simone in “Mississippi Godamn”. It’s in one of the verses:
Black cat crossed my path/I think every day’s gonna be my last
(Which could also be what an Jag owner thinks in frustration about his car, but I digress)
Thank you for providing this great, objective history. Fascinating. 18 faults per car seems like an awful lot for a luxury car (until I remember that famously bad TV test drive of a redesigned ’79 Chrysler New Yorker, where things stopped working or leaked incessantly – a shame, because like these Jags, I think those are beautiful cars).
“They don’t care, but they know.” Haha! Many cats I’m sure, and many cat-owners would probably agree. I feel like most of the cats I had firsthand experience with displayed some degree of apparent empathy, so maybe I was just fortunate in that regard.
And I love Nina Simone! and am quite familiar with the song and lyrics you referenced.
That’s some good insight, helps explain some things I half-heard or read over the years. BL seems to have been a pox on British car production – sort of a reverse umbrella that ruined everything it covered. A brief perusal of Jaguar’s corporate history has me wondering if they could have survived if they’d gone it alone and maybe even rode the wave of yuppies in the mid-70s and 80s who ditched their Cadillac and Lincoln land yachts – often defaulting to Mercedes, but BMW, Saab, and others also benefited. Instead, it seems BL saw to it that they’d only find things worse, if anything, than the mediocre 70s American build quality.
The Egan era is quite interesting, and maybe a good buying point. I don’t disparage Jaguar for their quality foibles too much because they were a much smaller company (before the mergers) than most of their competitors, and faced all kinds of upheaval during the BL days. There’s no doubt value was a big selling point, but it sounds like their undoing to some degree. Focusing on nothing but the bottom line with suppliers is a great way to end up with shoddy cars; it’s a significant part of the reason European and Japanese makes were eating the big three’s lunch going into the 80s. That they could cobble together a competitive car on such old architecture in the mid-80s is a testament to how far ahead Jaguar was in the 50s and 60s. That could only go on so long, however, and I have to wonder if they saw the writing on the wall – if they realized they didn’t have the resources to develop a car that would be competitive into the 90s – and that’s why they sold to Ford.
The Ford era wasn’t all bad, but the bean counters and brand engineers started taking things in the wrong direction before long. It’s easy for me to jump to one of my favorite Ford boogymen – Jacques Nasser – but I can’t say for sure if Ford had some of the wrong ideas in mind from the beginning. It does seem that the initial outputs – the XJ and XK – were just about what you’d want. The negative press about it mostly centers around it being “cramped” – I suppose mostly comparing it to the big (and I mean massive) W140 and (only slightly less massive) E38. But for someone who the car fits well, the looks and V12 are a strong selling point, and honestly, German quality at that point had dipped to where you weren’t necessarily saddling yourself with the least reliable choice. Also, BMW in particular went on a tech tear starting in the 90s, first throwing a ridiculous array of buttons all over the car, then making things worse with iDrive, when they should have kept things simple.
Anwyay, the look of the XJs carried appropriate Jaaaaagness pretty well all the way through Ford’s ownership. It’s the S-type and X-type that were missteps. The S-type shared too much that you saw and touched with Fords – definitely a deal-breaker. Later versions were better, they were a bit closer to what they should have been, but it was too little, too late. The X-type was too small, and too much a Ford; not quite Jag’s Cimmeron, but far too close to those waters. Ultimately, it seems the brand kind of floundered in the 00s, and mostly because it wasn’t keeping up with other luxury brands (increasingly led by Japanese makes), and instead of focusing on their core product, they got distracted with “lets splash a little Jag on a cheaper car and profit!” ventures.
Then came the watershed of the X351, which I have to say I hate. It’s like they said “lets do what everyone else is doing, but swoopier, and tell everyone that’s the heart of Jagness!” I mean, it’s kind of a cool car, but it could just as easily have been a Cadillac or Lincoln. I get that you can’t just keep repackaging walnut and leather and twin round headlights, but there’s nothing Jaaaag about it. And they went to the same stupid digital “instrument panel” as everyone else. I think the 00s XJs were the last Jaaaags I’d really want. I don’t have much interest in newer luxury cars – it’s become all about the tech and isolation instead of a real quality look and feel – and recent Jags are doing nothing to change that. Well, kind of a long rant that turned into! I guess seeing a car like this that really stands out stands in stark contrast to where the brand – and the auto industry in general – has left us today. What we have are more appliances than cars, I suppose partly because of buyers who care more about how well it syncs with their phone than how it actually drives.
For those who are curious, here’s Chester. He was one of a kind.