It’s the swinging ’60s in London, you’re the daughter of an industrialist, your husband disappeared over the Amazonian rain forrest, presumed dead, you are an adventurer, expert fencer, a certified genius specializing in chemistry, and a master of martial arts and you can pretty much kick anyone’s ass, and look “marvy” in your leather catsuit while doing it.
You would be Emma Peel and the only car that would be cool enough, sporty enough, and have the right attitude to match this British icon would be a Lotus Elan.
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