A frag­ile beauty

Classic Sports Car - - Letters -

I drove a li­lac Se­ries 1 Lo­tus Elite back in the day (C&SC, Septem­ber). With full har­nesses, part of the fun was to take un­sus­pect­ing pas­sen­gers down a lo­cal hill and brake hard for the round­about: the body flexed and the doors opened; two flicks, foot down and away, with the doors closed. It was okay to be a hooli­gan then.

Later, I had a white Se­ries 2 and, like Max Mosley, was im­pressed on a night of heavy snow: the Elite sim­ply cruised up the no­to­ri­ous hill from Warter vil­lage to Mal­ton, pass­ing stranded mo­torists on both sides of the road. The Elite was beau­ti­ful but frag­ile – rather like my Eleven and most of Chap­man’s creations in those days.

Mem­o­rable, too, was a fast run home from an Oliver’s Mount meet­ing in Scar­bor­ough, in pro­ces­sion with two friends also in Elites. My white car, one red and one yel­low with a sil­ver roof, doubt­less scared the other ve­hi­cles as we passed in a high-speed con­voy. Richard Mil­ner

Cot­ting­ham, East Rid­ing of York­shire

Oldsmo­bile’s front-wheel-drive le­viathan

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