Okay, here’s my blog post about my experience with the 1970 Jaguar E-Type:
So, I’ve always been a huge fan of classic cars, and the Jaguar E-Type? Forget about it. It’s, like, the dream car. Especially that 1970 model. Sleek lines, that powerful engine… I had to get my hands on one, even if it was just for a little while.
I started by, you know, scouring the internet. Hours and hours. Looking at listings, checking out forums, basically becoming a temporary expert on every single nut and bolt of these things. It was intense!
The Hunt Begins
First, I focused on finding one in decent shape. I wasn’t looking for a pristine, museum-quality car. I wanted something I could actually drive, maybe even tinker with a bit. Something with a little… character. A few dings and scratches? Totally fine. Major rust bucket? No thanks.
- Checked out online auctions.
- Looked at classic car dealerships (both online and a couple in person).
- Even browsed some, uh, less reputable websites. (Don’t tell anyone!)
After a few weeks of pretty much non-stop searching, I finally found one. It was located a few states away, but the pictures looked promising. The seller seemed legit, answered all my (many) questions, and even sent me a video of the engine running. Sounded… throaty. In a good way.
Getting Behind the Wheel
So, I booked a flight, rented a car, and drove out to see this beauty in person. I walked to the garage. Heart pounding, I tell you. And there it was. A 1970 Jaguar E-Type, in British Racing Green. It wasn’t perfect, but it was… mine (at least, potentially).
I spent a good hour crawling all over it. Checking under the hood, poking around the interior, kicking the tires (not literally, of course). The seller was super patient, which was a good sign. Then came the moment of truth: the test drive.
Turning that key… hearing that engine roar to life… It was something else. Pure, unadulterated joy. I took it for a spin, and man, it was amazing. The steering was heavy, the brakes were a little… enthusiastic, but it felt alive. Like you were really connected to the road.
Making it Mine (Temporarily)
I negotiated the price (always a fun part), and we struck a deal. I arranged for it to be shipped back to my place, and a few days later, there it was, sitting in my driveway. I then cleaned it all day long.
It was a lot of work, a lot of research, and a bit of a gamble, but totally worth it. It is good.
