You have been warned. Anyone who votes against the Daimler Double Six 50 Sport Corsica Drophead Coupe's induction into the Jalopnik Fantasy Garage will be ceremoniously banned, without possibility of appeal. Sayonara. Auf Wiedersehen. Fugedaboudit. [Not really, but you get the sentiment — ed.] However, we are not totally without heart, as Larry Forney can vote however he likes. No such luck for Tom Anderson. And now, we invite you to jump.
Just look at this bloody thing! I've been wracking my brain trying to think of a car that's even sorta, maybe half as hot. And I'm not coming up with much. The Maybach Exelero looks comical, etymological and, frankly, childish by comparison. The Volga V12 Coupe? Getting warmer but actually no, not really. Citroen Traction Avant? Not even kind of. A 1958 Ferrari 250 GT Pinin Farina Coupe, in black? Very close, but also very far away. No, we'll just go ahead and proclaim it. In terms of hotness this Double Six 50 is the Sun to all other cars' Pluto. It's like Diana Rigg and Charlotte Rampling sunbathing on the Isle of Lesbos circa 1969. Catching a glimpse from any angle is like walking up behind Jessica Biel as she bends to tie her shoe. We've been staring and staring at pictures of this most gorgeous of all roadsters for the past week and it still shortens our breath while screwing up our pulse.