Ah, the Virages...
The part-forgotten, often-unlovedAston Martins, bulky ‘bitsas’ trying to tread the line between handbuilt luxury and cost-cutting execution – and largely failing. A Virage Volante I drove in the early 1990s was the worst Aston Martin I have ever driven.
It was at a motor industry press test day at the Millbrook test track, and Aston Martin’s then press supremo, Harry Calton, could see by my expression that I thought the sluggish, lardy, wobbly Volante a deep disappointment. ‘Yes, I know,’ he said, anticipating my feedback. But Harry knew that change was afoot, in the shape of the DB7, and we know the rest.
All that said, the Virage had good ingredients and the mad, muscled-up Vantage V550/V600 version with its two Eaton superchargers did have a ballistic…