Russell Bulgin was one of very few journalists who drove the Giugiaro Aston at the time. Here’s what he wrote in 2001:
‘SO TWIST THE KEY at the leading edge of the console: a tiny demi-key, beneath a hinged, enamelled Aston Martin logo. Punch a starter button. This thing works, no question. Lots of show. And pretty reasonable go.
You sit in a cabin of two-tone matt-finished leather, butterscotch butting caramel. The hide is already scuffed, foxed, matured, looks wonderful. The top roll of the facia echoes the contours of the leading edge of the bonnet, just floats across the cockpit. What isn’t aluminium or leather is pine, Chinese lacquered to a cool taupe. Instruments are white-face, analogue, with phosphorent blue night-lights…
To drive, Twenty Twenty is quick-ish, but feels,…