Actually, maybe one thing: That it isn't mine.

Most AC Cobras I see are 427s (at least according to their badges), and pretty much spotless in every way. Well-kept garage queens that are only touched by sunshine and have more layers of polish on their bodies than my car has of paint.


But those sort of Cobras don't make it into Goodwood. The English countryside demands racing pedigree and for that, there's no better Cobra than the 289. Maybe down on power, yes, but lighter and better balanced than the monstrous 427, this black car is the essence of what a Cobra should be like.

Loud and always a bit dirty.


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