Man, this is one of the most tepid reviews of a 200,000 car we've ever read. Frankly ridiculously tepid, actually. Like our own Robert Farago with the Bristol Blenheim, motoring journalist Martin Buckley had to wrangle a Bristol from a private owner. Unlike Farago, he didn't completely savage the car. But for something that resembles a cross between a TVR and a '94 Celica with a tweaked Viper drivetrain? It'd better be the most insane, nuts-ass car on the planet. And it's obviously not.
Anyone Want to Start a Fighter? [motoring.co.za]
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The Bristol Bleccccheim: The Worst Car You Can t Afford to Own [Internal]
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