First, the dramatic version from Male supermodel and GQ.com Car Correspondent , David Gandy:
One can’t help but stare at the XJ: it’s a fabulous piece of design. I was there in London in July 2009 when Jay Leno unveiled it to the world. The stunned silence of the audience said it all: the design was far removed from XJs of old. When I went to Paris a few months later and was driven around in a convoy of them, the Parisians couldn’t have stared any more if Elvis Presley had risen from the Seine singing “Love Me Tender” whilst riding on the back of the Loch Ness Monster…
Now, the professional “Editor in Chief” review from Colum Wood of AutoGuide.com
Driving the F-Type is an emotional experience.
Like a bullet out of a barrel the brilliant orange (Firesand Metallic) F-Type launches back out onto the open road, the exhaust note chasing closely behind, dramatically multiplied by this sound canon. Shattering the natural silence of the forest it’s so shockingly loud I’d feel embarrassed for disturbing the peace were there anyone around to judge my moment of hedonism. I half expect to see the branches of the sky-high Douglas Firs blowing in the F-Type’s wake as I let off the throttle delivering yet another aural treat of gurgles and a cacophony of successive pops.
And that is just the V6!