
Luckily or not, I succumbed to the charms of this ancient dinosaur, despite its thirst and rust galore.
The odyssey starts back in my childhood when I would see an XJ6 SI parked near my granny's house when an old aristocratic lady visited her hairdresser. As a certified PetrolHead, I was hooked on it muscular and yet elegant lines!
Fast forward to Christmas 1999, when finally I’ve managed to track down an elusive XJ Series I.
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After reading many books and being quite enchanted with the Jaguar XJ, I started to hanker for a Series I, Short Wheel Base, preferably with a V12 engine in the front.
After quite a few months and seeing some rotten baskets XJ6's, I was getting quite depressed as theses Series I seem to be quite thin on the ground in good condition, especially the XJ12.
Finally, after browsing some old JEC club magazines, I encountered an XJ12 Series I SWB, fresh from restoration, although in Old English White with Red Russet leather, an ex- Dutton Forshaw director's car apparently.
Bare metal restoration had been carried out less than two years previously but not to very high standard as rust started to show its ugly head on the driver's inner sill, part from that, it was quite solid.
The interior was in quite a pitiable state, but nevertheless, on the test drive, its accelerations and induction noise just won me over, it reminded me of my motorbikes! After all, this beast could do 7.4 sec 0-60 in 1972, it was quicker than a Maserati Bora from 50-70 and its top speed was 147mph, making it the fastest four door in the world!
I did strip the interior and took the floors to bare metal, then gave it a few lick of Hammerite Smooth Finish, in white, re-assembled the interior, re-commissioned the seats and fitted new sound proofing and carpets produced by me, all in the street, good thing my neighbours are understanding.
Less than a month after I bought it, the Borg Warner 12 auto box refused to engage reverse, so I had it rebuilt a fitted through Jag Shop and Chris Coleman , London.
I did drive the car for a couple of years, through France, Spain and driving it all around Portugal but its condition kept nagging me as I'm a perfectionist by nature, so I embarked on long journey to restore and modify my car to it's current state and yes, it is still not finished, I get a feeling by the time I finish it, there won't be any petrol left for it to devour!
In the next few pages, you will find out all about my tribulations and sorrows, but hey, that's the fun of it, better than getting fat and old watching telly.
Hope you enjoy!
Edgar
The odyssey starts back in my childhood when I would see an XJ6 SI parked near my granny's house when an old aristocratic lady visited her hairdresser. As a certified PetrolHead, I was hooked on it muscular and yet elegant lines!
Fast forward to Christmas 1999, when finally I’ve managed to track down an elusive XJ Series I.
j
After reading many books and being quite enchanted with the Jaguar XJ, I started to hanker for a Series I, Short Wheel Base, preferably with a V12 engine in the front.
After quite a few months and seeing some rotten baskets XJ6's, I was getting quite depressed as theses Series I seem to be quite thin on the ground in good condition, especially the XJ12.
Finally, after browsing some old JEC club magazines, I encountered an XJ12 Series I SWB, fresh from restoration, although in Old English White with Red Russet leather, an ex- Dutton Forshaw director's car apparently.
Bare metal restoration had been carried out less than two years previously but not to very high standard as rust started to show its ugly head on the driver's inner sill, part from that, it was quite solid.
The interior was in quite a pitiable state, but nevertheless, on the test drive, its accelerations and induction noise just won me over, it reminded me of my motorbikes! After all, this beast could do 7.4 sec 0-60 in 1972, it was quicker than a Maserati Bora from 50-70 and its top speed was 147mph, making it the fastest four door in the world!
I did strip the interior and took the floors to bare metal, then gave it a few lick of Hammerite Smooth Finish, in white, re-assembled the interior, re-commissioned the seats and fitted new sound proofing and carpets produced by me, all in the street, good thing my neighbours are understanding.
Less than a month after I bought it, the Borg Warner 12 auto box refused to engage reverse, so I had it rebuilt a fitted through Jag Shop and Chris Coleman , London.
I did drive the car for a couple of years, through France, Spain and driving it all around Portugal but its condition kept nagging me as I'm a perfectionist by nature, so I embarked on long journey to restore and modify my car to it's current state and yes, it is still not finished, I get a feeling by the time I finish it, there won't be any petrol left for it to devour!
In the next few pages, you will find out all about my tribulations and sorrows, but hey, that's the fun of it, better than getting fat and old watching telly.
Hope you enjoy!
Edgar
