Nothing evokes memories quite like getting behind the wheel of an old car. I can still vivdly recall the smell and feel of my dad’s old Ford Cortina in the early 70s, whenever it was on the driveway and I sneaked into the driver’s seat. And of my first car in 1992, a Ford Fietsa (we’ve always bought Ford). At the age of 21, it was the smell of freedom.
Here is a quick 100 year dash through the evolution of the dashboard. (Incidentally, did you know that the word ‘dashboard’ originally comes from the barrier of wood or leather at the front of a horse-drawn carriage to protect the driver from being ‘dashed’ by the debris thrown up by the horses’ hooves?)
Do you have a favourite era? Would you prefer the roar of a 1955 T-Bird with ‘Rock around the Clock’ blasting out of the radio and a road map on the back seat? Or would you rather slip into a climate-controlled 2013 Ford Taurus (Mondeo if you’re European), dock your i-pod, plumb in your sat-nav directions and go quietly on your way?