I have a confession. I’ve been unfaithful with a Spanish beauty I met on the internet a few weeks ago.
All my life the object of my desire has been home-grown. I was born in the same place as Aston Martin (the unassuming north Buckinghamshire town of Newport Pagnell) and my loyalty never strayed. Until now.
I was doing some research for a magazine that Knight Frank publishes in Spain and it just happened. I came across the Pegaso Z102 and it took my breath away. I’m not sure even the feline lines of the iconic DB5 can compare.
Perhaps it was the exoticness that did it for me. Fewer than 100 Pegasos ever roared out of the Barcelona factory where they were made between 1951 and 1958. Aston Martin is still going, but as with other super-car marques the current cars don’t seem to have the magic of yesteryear. The allure of the mystical Pegaso is frozen in time.
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