You can’t fool real petrol heads. Two of you have correctly identified Smoking man’s ride as a Jaguar. Here’s what it looks like tonight:
It should get bigger if you clunk-click on it, as the DJ said to – oh, never mind.
Those are Smoking Man’s legs. They have to go in because it’s impossible to get them under the steering wheel afterwards. As it was, I had to file slots in his trousers to accommodate the steering wheel.
It won’t be black on the outside. The massive amount of matt black there is to reduce reflections from the light source that will be in the boot (the trunk, for you rebel colonists out there). I plan to make the body removable but it’ll be a fiddle to get it on and off so I’ll lead out to a battery outside the car.
It won’t be my greatest model ever because it’s a rush job but it will be ready for Smokyween.
Ah yes, that cylinder head is unmistakable. I had a Mk 1 XJ6 SWB (1970? J suffix reg, anyway) some years ago, and I loved it. Unlike modern cars, it had a really thin steering wheel, and when you got into it you were greeted with a lovely muted smell of leather.. Such a pleasure. However, also unlike modern cars, it used almost as much oil as it did petrol, and it used frightening quantities of that. Added to which, some aspect of the electrics was forever packing up.
But I still loved it, despite its little idiosyncrasies.
‘When you got into it you were greeted with a lovely muted smell of leather… Such a pleasure’. The earlier S type interior was a statement of opulence to rival any Louis 14th creation. I do regret never having owned one.
Never had a Jag, unfortunately, but an old Singer* (TLG 606D), with red leather and walnut woodwork were it is all platic in todays cars.
* For a sewing machine it was really quick on the motorway.
I remember Singers. My first car was a Cortina, G reg, and the plastic had already taken hold by then.
Hmm “Plastic” even! (My computer is dyslexic)
He’d look much better on a trike or a Harley………..
A trike would be best. My problem is the fibre-optic coming out of the back of the head. I can’t bend it too much so it needs to disappear into a seat or something, where I can hide it as a cable or a rail.