My daily drive is at the other end of the spectrum, it's a 1963 landrover series 2a ute 2.25 litre 4 cylinder with the hardtop on.
Totally original (meaning it needs lots of repairs and brakes and tyres aside hasn't been worked on), no power steering, no synchro for 1st and 2nd gears, 13 inch drum brakes all round with no booster, top speed is now 50 mph due to fairley overdrive being fitted, heavy duty suspension means you need a kidney belt.
The front wheels arn't fitted with free wheeling hubs so the fronts live even when not in 4x4.
It has a generator not an alternator, and can be hand cranked started if you really desperate.
It has a seperate starter button to the ignition switch, and 4 gear selectors, practically unstealable unless you're driven one before (yes I've watched some kids try to steal it when the keys were left in the ignition, had a friend wait up the road just in case they figured it out, it was so funnny to watch these kids freaking and trying to quietly work it out - it squeaks more than a rusty coil bed - when they realised they were being laughed at, and filmed, priceless...)
The turning circle on it is so bad that I cant turn tight enough when negotiating the cheltenham southland carpark multi level ramps, and have to drive OVER the concrete dividing curb and back again, at some points to get around the corner - much to the horror of oncoming cars, lols.
It's truly an off road vehicle, when off road it out performs, (both in climbing, traction and bull dozer type ability), vehicles that are 40 years newer.
Oh and the expression of those women that drive monstrous 4x4's down the middle of the road in carparks when the see the thing and decide they'ld better make way is priceless.
ps
My 1984 sigma is the newest car I ever bought.