The car design of the early seventies is terrific. It describes a world of technoid longing in a way that is both drunk on the future and seriously optimistic. An everything-will-be-okay world in which wedge-shaped, flat, adventurously orthogonally shaped and intoxicating cars become time machines and utopias of themselves. Then from 1974, including a seat belt. And Germany will also become soccer world champion. It’s apparently pure magic.
Cars that don’t even have a real boom under the cylinder head