[Buzz]

An amusing read, but laughably typical of a certain breed of British journalist who tend to write not for the edification or even entertainment of the reader, but so they can revel in and pleasure themselves to the tone and content of their own scribblings. This breed of writer is far less concerned about any truth in their literary and verbal defecations than they are about their own contrived opinions and the fussy, sissified manner in which they express them.

Probably having learned to drive in wheezing, underpowered cars that need to have the crap revved out of them to get moving from a standstill, and redlined before they can be upshifted, it's not surprising that he found a small-block Cobra impossible to drive smoothly or safely.

I would have loved to read his brand of comedy after a drive in a 427 car - it surely would have been identical to Bill Cosby's piece on the Supersnake, albeit expressed in a far more laughable fashion.