Cadillac Deville convertible
Not many people – and especially anyone living on an early-career wage packet in a second-floor London flat – would choose a 7.0-litre Detroit behemoth as their first classic. But I wanted an American convertible for a driving trip with three friends to Barcelona and the Caddy was cheap – £3500. Driving was more like piloting an oil tanker, allowing plenty of time for even gentle corners. Burbling down through France with the sun shining and a gallon of petrol being burnt every 12 miles, though, this was a land-yacht to be proud of.