If we are widening the search to family/parent cars then my Dad's Jaguar MkX was a great car, I remember the journeys from the Midlands down to Brean in Somerset every summer before the M6 and M5 interchange spaghetti junction was built, you could only get on the M5 at Worcester. For the 2 years before the permanent 70mph limit was introduced in 1967, he would floor it down the M5 for as long as possible nudging an indicated +120mph not bad for a 2 tonne car, egged on by the chorus of 'go faster' from us all on the widest back seat ever produced in the world. We were fixated on the speedo and the fuel gauge as it emptied at an alarming rate, once Dad switched over to the 2nd petrol tank (part of the deal) he would ease off to a more steady 80 to 90.
He took us across Germany in the late 60's on some pretext of a Military Police reunion in Germany for men only (boys included) jaunt, leaving Mom with our sister at home.in his Jaguar 420G and had that flat out at indicated 130mph probably closer to 120mph Did all the Rhine valley, great trip. Dad was a bugger for using the intermittent speed hold. a switch on the dash by the steering wheel to kick the gear box down and hold it down , the front of the car would lift and the back go right down on its haunches as he accelerated past other cars. Great days, no seatbelts, clambering in and out of the front seat of the car as we drove along according to how the mood took us, to help break up the journey and to continuous chorus of are we there yet.
