Gawd, British cars just NEVER get better!
30 years ago, I owned (or did it own me?) a beautiful Jaguar XJ6 saloon (4 door sedan to Americans), British racing green, carmel colored leather interior. A delightful car...when it started...when it wasn't spitting fuses (Damn you, Lucus, the British "price of darkness"!) out at me, when some outmoded, obscure British POS part wasn't failing.
At the same time I owned an equally (in it's own way) beautiful Buick Riviera. Friends kept after me to sell the Buick to them; as I had the awe inspiring Jag, why did I need the Buick?
My reply was something like when the Jag stays reliable for 30 days in a row I'll sell you the Riv. Never Happened!! The Riv outlasted several other cars!