Ford Mustang £35,745 OTR/£37,830 as tested
Ithink I’m either thoroughly still in the honeymoon period of Mustang ownership or heavily drugged, because I’m struggling to fnd fault with the 5.0-litre. So the big Brembos are a bit grabby in town, I reckon it could be far noisier and given enough time and warranty-voiding exemptions I could shorten the gearshift linkage a fair bit with some suitably applied castings, but, hey – I drive it every day and like it more and more. This is unusual for me, being as I am a regular farmer of familiarity contempt-breeding.
It’s not as if I’m a fanboy. I seem to remember thinking that Mustangs are a kind of US-equivalent Escort – a common car with a range that encompasses both the desperately tawdry and the determinedly brilliant. But this generation really does have the rounded character that makes it more than just a passing fancy – it’s capable of staying with much more accepted fast machinery in terms of going, stopping and turning. In fact, the only things you really have to remember are a) to rev it (and watch for the revcounter to fash red for the upchange) and b) that the brakes can fade a bit if you really hammer them. Oh, and that it’s on winter tyres, which – although brilliant – do squirm under pressure and have a tendency to surrender to understeer more readily than their summery counterparts probably will. The cherry? There’s still the cachet of having a car that’s rare, if not so much the UK automotive unicorn that it once was. I’m in love.
Look! A blue unicorn. Without a horn. Rare and delightful