car of the night: AC Cobra
by Michele Christopher
We gave ourselves quite a task here when we asked for suggestions for cars to write about. Because, hey, there are some cars haven’t driven in or don’t have a cool story for. In fact, there are some cars we’ve never even seen.
For instance, Andrew suggested we cover the AC Cobra 427. WTF is that, Andrew? Oh yea, you’re a Brit. It’s gotta be some cheesy Brit thing that only you people across the pond can appreciate. Kinda like flavored crisps, or David Hasselhoff. He’s huge there, right?
So I do a GIS for the AC Cobra 427.
Sweet mother of Jesus. I think I creamed my pants. Look at this thing. Now, I’m not really into small cars, I like my penis envy machines to be big and strong but damn, this thing is sweet looking.
Let’s get a couple of things straight here, before I get called out. I know that’s a kit car and not an original Cobra. But you get the point. And I know the car is not entirely British. I quote my expert car source, JH:
The AC Cobra is the work of an American Icon !! Carrol Shelby bought an AC Ace, and developed it into the AC Cobra, with a 260 cu in Ford V8. From that point on, AC supplied the chassis and bodywork, Shelby built the car up.
I think he was pissy about my Hasselhoff comment. But he’s right. It’s a Brit car with an American engine. But I still maintain it’s really Britcentric, just because it looks like the kind of car that, if it could talk, would say “Hey, look at me. I’m better than you. And elevators are called lifts, you stupid American. And it’s futbol, not soccer, you Yankee!”
Yea? Well they are called potato chips, not crisps, you wanker. -M
Ok. First thanks for all your jokes on my rib experience. You guys made me smile. The dog’s fine and I'm up again. Second we had a reader request for some car I think I've only seen James Bond driving before. I can tell you my feelings but not what it's like to be in one. Hey dude, I'm lucky to be able to walk to the bathroom much less type, so hang with me here.
This was the car that burned by you on the Autobahn. This was the one. When your adrenaline is pumping out so much your eyes started sweating cause you’re going so fast, then you see this car doubling your ass and it makes you think going 140 is for kids. Fucking pure fucking machine. No car, all engine. An engine that sounded like it stopped really caring about anything but you being in its way. A car that you knew you could take out, but also one that didn’t really give you the time to do it. "Hey hell, I'm here but I got better things to do." A fuck you car that just moved.
This thing was all engine and no looking back. You could never see it coming but you always could see it going. Pure engine and all fire. Something you warned your kids about. This is a classy looking machine that had the power to fucking drive you into the ground. Much like the UK, ‘cept without the bad teeth.
The curves were so much Bond style. So cool and smooth and slick and neat. I look over these pictures and wonder why such a cool car was never exported to the US. Or was it? What happened there? Why did we get left out? Or maybe I missed it? The only thing I found were kits. All the American versions are fucking kits and that doesn't work no matter how many times you put more mustard on it. It still isn't right. This is a muscle car. Believe it or not, not only Americans made ass kicking cars. You guys did too. But you made them earlier. You gave us the idea. This was a car that wouldn't shake you. Just leave of a feeling of "what was that?"
And to a kid on the Autobahn in a strange country......it was kinda fucking cool.