This is a Triumph Spitfire. This is not a luxury sportscar, or a maintenance-free disposable import. It is a solid little car, low to the ground, with character.
It's an older Triumph. It rides like an older Triumph. It drives like an older Triumph. All of these are GOOD things.
It is not new, it is not pristine, it is used. This will be apparent in the pictures.
If you do not own a toolbox, have never changed your own oil, and are scared of tinkering: THIS VEHICLE IS NOT FOR YOU.
If you have been posting on facebook all about how excited you are for pumpkin latte season: THIS VEHICLE IS NOT FOR YOU.
If you get offended easy and often, whine to your co-workers, and bitch a lot: THIS VEHICLE IS NOT FOR YOU.
If you feel you are owed anything in the world & have a baloney job where you fail to produce: THIS VEHICLE IS NOT FOR YOU.
If, however, you have SERIOUS GUTS and consider zipping around in all weather as an excuse to do have fun: THIS IS YOUR TRIUMPH.
Do you laugh at danger, and tempt fate?
Have you ever uttered the words, "Hold my beer and watch this ..."?
Have any of your friends quit hanging out because you were too much fun?
Do you have the number of a friends with cash who love to act crazy?
When you pass an abandoned flatbed farm truck along a fenceline do you consider taking on another project?
Is your ol' lady really sick of the random piles of parts, greasy footprints, and empty beer bottles in the garage?
-could you not care less?
Do you have Jalopnik saved on your laptop AND smartphone?
Do you own a service manual for every vehicle you ever owned?
Do you still miss your first ride?
Can you carry on a two hour conversation discussing tools, scars, and hi-lift jacks?
Remember when tool companies had the balls to put half-naked beauty queens on their calendars?
Do you consider the Prius an abominable affront to the Gods of displacement, torque, and All Mighty Internal Combustion?