Why does everyone stop in their tracks to look at the Cobra? There is something divine about it. Sensual, erotic, in touch with itself. Beautifully drawn and designed. It is a shape that we can engage with. It has a human quality. This photograph is of a replica version but still everyone who arrived in the lot stopped and gazed without knowing exactly why. There is no exactly why. The photograph totally fails to do justice to the power of it in real life. The original Shelby Cobra needs no further eulogy from me but oh boy what a stunning triumph of creativity and engineering. There is something innate in us that relates to these qualities. This indefinable stimulus of the senses. Enough said.
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