After reading rave reviews for the first Z-car, my unreliable MG became yesterday's news, and I coveted nothing less than the Japanese Jaguar. Within weeks, I located a barely used 1970 model and paid full sticker of $3,500 to buy it from a private owner. Days later I drove it from Michigan to Los Angeles and back again, sans air conditioning, and loved every minute. Road salt took its toll on the Z after a few years, but its rock-solid reliability sold me on Japanese cars for a long time.
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