I used to have a 1971 Jaguar XJ6, Series I with a Chev 350 small block V8.
It had chrome bumpers, was big and sexy. It oozed style. I loved that car.
My mum had a 1977 Porsche 911.
It had no power steering and manual windows, awesome car.
I have a 1990 SW20 MR2.
What can I say? I love the car.
In short: Oldschool, love 'em. Newschool, love 'em.
Broaden your horizons!
Motorsport is like sex. You could take it to track and have a long, enjoyable session, or you could take it to the strip and get it over with in less than 20 seconds.