On we go then... Bereft of the usual need to meet up at three different points en route, and wait while people crash/break down/get lost, me and Madame le Jo got there nice and early for a change. My FB wasn't finished in time, which was annoying, but it did mean we got the luxury of speed from good ol' Ruby. The Exile Rotorsport stand was looking a bit... sparse!

Mind you, #&*@! it, that's as many cars as MRC got all day at Japshow one year, so we were already winning as soon as anyone else turned up. So, we sauntered off to look at the early arrivals. Jo has developed an embarrassing habit of pointing at random cars and going "Oooh, I like that one, it looks like Ralph. What's that one?" to which the answer is invariably "A Capri. Again" (Ralph is her incredibly bad-tempered RX-4, for those who don't know. So, with this in mind, here's a Capri...

Although in fairness to Madame le Jo, it's a pretty special one, and yeah, RX-4s do look a bit MkI Capri-ish. If you squint! This wide-arch beastie's had some work right enough, bodyworks lovely. Slight hint of offset fail on the front, but that's a lot of arch to fill!

Just over the way from Exile was a Volvo stand. I'm not honestly sure when Olvovs became retro... this wasn't a stand full of Amazons or P1800s, you understand. Mind you, their military precision in parking demands some kind of commemoration, so here they are

Opposite was some sort of "Such-and-such RACING" stand which was notable for going Fiesta - Fiesta - Fiesta - Fiesta - Corolla - Fiesta - Fiesta - Fies.... hang on, what was that? Aha, an interloper!

Towards the back of the strip the serious drag boys were unloading their vehicles and prepping and generally doing all the unfathomable pedantic things that are apparently essential to drag racing. FWD dragsters always look odd with their back-to-front pram-wheels-back fat-wheels-front setup. If for no better reason than that's a lot of hyphens

This is clearly not your average BimmerMini, not with that humongous turbo strapped to it

To me, this is what a street dragger is; a big, brutal engine, rear wheel drive, loud as hell. I've taken pics of this Chevy Nova several times before. It's great, even got an ironic name (Bossa Nova, see what they've done there?) BUT...

...I've never yet managed to get a decent pic of just how trippy and downright groovy the metalflake lettering is. Maybe this'll be the year?

Or maybe not... maybe it only looks like that in my head. Sad times. Anyway, here's a nice chewed rubber pic to make up for it

I've no idea what this is. No, really

I mean, I can tell that it's a vast Yank V8 in a one-off body and chassis, but as to what it actually is, not a scooby. Cool 'nuff though, innit

It's got nearly the same slogan on it as my Exile T-shirt too. Although that says "Rotard or Go Home" which I think is funnier. But as we've already established, I'm easily amused.

Aha, something recognisable! Well, sort of. Fair to say, this is not your average Roller

Not that there's any such thing as an average Roller, arguably. But even the more-average-than-most ones don't generally come with twin turbo cheeky little Tial wategates poking out of the wheel arches behind the skinny drag hoops

...or have side-exit drag pipes, tubbed rears and a parachute, for that matter

Holy cow, that's a lot of engine! Sadly, I missed this thing running first time and I gather they had problems so it never ran again throughout the day. Major bummer, I was properly looking forward to seeing this gentleman's express hitch up its britches and charge for the horizon

Looking slightly more ordinary(if a rare Consul Capri in Rape Yellow can be considered ordinary).... but not much. This thing has some kind of big yank V8 in it and sounds immense.

I love this thing.

Quite apart from the fact I love any car that's largely made from wood, I love the bonkerness of shoehorning a huge v8 into a poor tired little Moggy Traveller and watching the poor thing flex like a bin liner in high wind trying to hold it all in.

The view from the rear is just hilarious... nice wood doors (try not to trip on the wheelie bars)... then the original centre-mount Morris speedo... massive rev counter hanging from the roof.... BLOWER! Mad genius at its best

I've tried to take photos of this Mustang on numerous occasions in an attempt to capture the marvellously trippy and downright groovy the pearlescent paint is. maybe this'll be the year it all works out?

Or maybe not. Sucks being me. Maybe next year...

Taz Racing never fail to entertain with the range of insanity they manage to pack into the diminutive Fiat 126. I think they may be colour-coded in order of insanity, from the relatively humble rear-engined Hahhhhnda yellow one to this blue Toyota to the v8 spaceframed front-engined red and apocalypse orange ones.

I didn't see this thing come off the trailer all day, which is a shame cos if it went as well as it looks, it should have been a good wheeze. Maybe they had a fault develop the day before or something.

On the subject of proper drag tools, it's nice to see good old fashioned oil-boiling Suzuki blunderbusses are still a mainstay. These are the hairy-arsed bikes I grew up admiring, brute strength and ignorance. Only a shame back then Suzuki were more surprised than anyone when they fluked building a good bike, imagine what they'd have been like with a chassis to match the lump. It was like half five on a Friday in the design team office and they were smoking furiously going "well, we managed to get the engine to go up to eleven and a half, shall we pull a late-nighter and give it a frame that isn't made of liquorice and some running gear that can reign in the power, or shall we get up the karaoke bar and get lathered on poncy foreign import beer whilst caning the wasabi-drenched raw fish?". Yep, beer o'clock again, then

We passed by the Exile stand on the way to the grandstand, and it was good to see Adam had turned up with his immaculate Series 2, though there was no sign of him or his old man.. or more importantly, the alleged new rotary his dad was looking at buying. I guess we'll have to keep guessing a while longer. I'm still hoping it was that Luce that went for sale a while back...

lol. I always think that rotaries are the Dark Side of the Force anyway, nice to have it confirmed. You don't know the POWER of the dark side mwahahaha

and we also passed by the black FB from down in Devon, the owner of which I still haven't managed to meet or find out his name, lol. Is it you? Are you one of these blokes? Step out of the shadows hahaha

Very cool car anyway, sits well

By now the track was thundering away to the roar of runners, and the end of the queuing lane was a good place to spot cool cars without needing to move about. Which suits me cos I'm lazy and fat. This wide-arch Mustang caught my eye

It was while I was indulging in this sedentary pastime when the world filled up with rolling thunder of the most wonderful kind and the first inkling I had that something special was about to happen was this drove past;

"What was that?" asked Madame le Jo, rarely showing an interest in something that clearly wasn't a Capri for a change. "Looked like a deTomaso Pantera" I muttered in reply, barely allowing myself to believe it. Only one of my favourite cars of all time, after all... But sure enough, it bloody well was. And what's more, it was followed by another... and another... and.... oooooh, Mother!

Now, I might get a bit self-indulgent now. If you don't like deTomasos then I suggest you pop off and put the kettle on for a few minutes, have a nice cup of tea (and by the way, there's something seriously wrong with you). The rest of us are going to wallow in some of Argentina's finest ever product for a while

These guys were all Swedish, who knew Scandawegia was such a hotbed of rare and exotic supercars? And how hardcore for them to be convoying around and gracing our humble Retro Show? I thought we were pretty stoic for getting 200 miles up the road in a red-hot turbocharged RX-7, but intercontinental touring in a Pantera is for the truly dedicated nutter!

For those who don't know, the Pantera is the lovechild of Count Alejandro de Tomaso's Modena-based niche car company. It was the company's first monocoque chassis, and is in essence a really big box to hold a Ford 351 Cleveland v8 (sometimes a Windsor in later cars) and ZF transaxle, with somewhere in front to store two people of great tolerance and adventurous spirit

although this one's gone all modern and had an LSx conversion. Bloody LSs, they stick 'em in anything nowadays lol

This is touring Pantera-style. Spacious it ain't. Lol, what do I know, I've got a tiny car built for Japanese race midgets with a coal-black interior and a red-hot downpipe running and inch away from my leg. This is downright luxury

It's a proper old school supercar, a blunt grunt instrument with looks to die for, and anyone like myself who was playing Top Trumps back in the 70s will understand my feverish level of arousal. The brand logo is derived from the Argentinian flag and the T-shaped "bones" brand of the de Tomaso cattle ranch that provided the family fortune that made such wonderful cars possible.

In actual fact, the cars were designed to be exotic with modern features when new, aircon, electric windows, even "open door" buzzers. This was 1971, remember. Inadvertently, a "special" feature they hadn't intended was the way that leaning on the centre arm rest would activate the cigarette lighter inside the flip-up structure!

I might have got a bit carried away with taking pics of these, but everywhere you look there are lovely little detail touches

But since I suffered for my art, rolling around on the floor, you can damn well appreciate them some more, lol

It's not all about the exotic and perfectly-formed rumps, though. The face is just as pretty. Elvis Parsely had one of these, y'know... that fat bloke in the white suit who used to cover Pet Shop Boys songs as a pub singer in Vegas.

OK, I think I'm Pantera-ed out now. But Panteras are not the only fruit. Their older sister was also along for the ride...

Can you tell what it is yet?

Yeah, well done. The earlier Mangusta differed from the later de Tomasos in that it had a steel backbone chassis rather than a monocoque. This means that it has perhaps the best boot/engine bay access of any car ever;

By "best" I clearly mean "maddest", by the way. The clamshells hinge in the middle, meaning the "boot" is actually a small pocket on each side, outboard of the engine compartment and forward of the wheel arch. You don't travel with much luggage if you tour a Mangusta... but it does give it a superb profile when both "wing cases" are open, sorta like a huge predatory insect about to fly;

The interior betrays its earlier design line over the Pantera, there's a much more kit-car kind of feel about it, with the flat dash scattered with clocks seemingly at random. I like the face-obliterating metal steering boss though. Little consideration to crash ergonomics in those days

I have a massive amount of love for this beast, perhaps more even than the Panteras and not just because of its added rarity. It's just such a unique vehicle, different and odd and funky just because it can be. I like different things. I like people who make mad things not because its the best way or the cheapest or the least compromised, but simply because they bloody well want to

And to be fair, it's pretty good looking too, innit

The final instalment in the de Tomaso trilogy, courtesy of our far-travelling Swedes, was the later car from their luxury arm, a Deauville (not to be confused with the ferociously dull Hahhhhnda motorcycle of the same name, which is the most tedious form of transport ever devised and is so anonymous you'd struggle to describe one five seconds after dismounting from it. Literally the motoring equivalent of magnolia). This is more a case of understated refinement.

and the interior is more of a gentleman's club than the sporty playboy bar of the earlier cars. Wood and pleated leather abound. Mmmm, nice










































































































































































































































