Among the very best of an already outstanding crop, this. An estate of the highest quality, writes Myles Gorfe who is now Driven To Write’s assistant classic cars editor-at-large
If Merc, Volvo and Peugeot thought they had the estate market tied up, Ford was there to remind them that they were well wrong. Ford’s outstandingly roomy cruiser also showed Saab that offering a big hatchback was not going to cut it, and not when it was only front wheel drive. If you wanted more room in a car, you had to have a Transit and that was a Ford too.
This example is the pick of the bunch, a pure white car with only 170,554 miles on the clock. Did I mention the Granada’s famous clock? It kept better time than a Maserati’s. It was quieter than a Rolls Royce clock. And anyway the only reason you can hear the sound of a Roller’s clock is because you’ve stopped to get more petrol. The Ford’s V6 was faster than Rolls, handled better and guzzled less juice. And it was cheaper. And roomier.
So what was it like to drive? Riding on its metric tyres, the Granada offered great grip, neat handling and the kind of talky steering no Merc driver would ever believe. Yet it was 4.6 metres long. And only weighed 1412 kilos (depending on trim). Some versions of the V6 turned out 152 PS or 150 BHP in real money (or 112 kW if you live abroad). Fact: the Granada had a special device to switch between PS, BHP and kW depending on where it was driven.
Nought to sixty blew off the doors. How does 9.2 second sound? That’s good even for a modern car. But not bad for a thirty year old V6 estate with the same frontal area as Ipswich Cathedral. And the top speed could frighten a lot of so-called performance cars: 117 mph, all day from Aberdeen to Abingdon if you felt like it.
There’s a reason these cars are esteemed as they are. All of them offer something unique but the 1983 2.8 GL estate must be among the very best of Ford’s cars. It just doesn’t get any better than this.