My mom still has some of her old trophies around from her racing days. She used to drive an e-type that was f-ing QUICK. Back in the day, they used to race on twisty mountain roads AND 1/4 mi drag-strips. Mom bruised a lot of egos in the '60s with that Jag. Some of my first memories are of getting the crap scared out of me in that car. I still can't believe she sold it for a MACH 1.