An awesome image 📸 of a wild Jaguar negotiating the waters of the Pantanal, Brazil.
📸 Photo by @nickkleer
🐆 Caption by 🐾 @bigcatswildlife
Jaguar are the largest of America’s cats.
The name Jaguar is derived from the Native American word yaguar, which means “he who kills with one leap.”
Hunting unlike many other cats, Jaguars do not avoid water; in fact they love the water like Tigers.
Conservation status near threatened.
Can it be more sexy than a midnight blue e-type? 🔥
Jaguar Kensington Concept, 1990, by Italdesign, Giugiaro’s proposal to pull Jaguar’s design out of the 70s-esque XJ-era into which it had become embedded. Though the design was rejected by Jaguar it formed the basis of the design of the first generation Lexus 300 GS
Jaguar XJ12-PF 1973. Pininfarina’s proposal for a restyling of the series 1 XJ12 which did have some influence over the design of the 1980s XJ40 series that replaced the original XJ
Three fins 1958 Lister-Jaguar ‘Knobbly’ Prototype
Character belongs to: Dina Christianson
Artwork: © Me
Jaguar XJS V12 convertible
nice weekend with such hot Jaguar car and this cute babe here !!!!!!!!!
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There’s a lot of prototype cars out there. Weird, quirky, one-off shit that barely functions? That’s what I like to call “daily driver” territory. Problem is, a lot of these cars just end up destroyed, because a bunch of chickenshit accountants at Ford are worried that someone will sue them because their darling Timmy thought a Merkur Scorpio made entirely out of sculpting clay was crash-safe at 80mph.
Now, I will freely admit that there is also a bit of ego-stroking here. If all the world’s greatest automotive engineers couldn’t turn one of these things into a working car, and I can, then that must mean that I am a super genius. Or a weird pervert who has too much free time and a Soviet ride-on lawnmower engine that fits oddly well into the trunk of an AMX-III. Also, when I’m done, it’s a one-of-a-kind ride that stops traffic, including at the gas station where my fellow motorists ask me annoying questions about whether my “Delorean” can really time travel. It’s a ‘78 Jaguar XJ-Spider concept, I’ll have you know, and the only way it moves is forward. Chronologically, I mean, because the gearbox once again sheared off the pot-metal input shaft I swaged together in my kitchen so I’m pushing this shit home.
A lot of people ask me: if you have all this skill, then why spend a fortune trying to hunt down prototypes? Why not design my own poorly-thought-out, looks-over-common-sense automobile and risk my life in that instead? The simple answer is that I’m really bad at bodywork. I was cursed as a child by a witch that grew up at the end of our block after trying to construct a soap box derby car powered entirely by leftover Estes toy rocket engines. She gave me the curse of Anti-Pininfarina, where I could only make cars uglier and more utilitarian, never delicate and beautiful. Also, sanding Bondo takes for-fucking-ever, and I don’t have that kind of free time because I’m constantly up to my wrists in hose clamps, parts-store rebate scams, and injector replacements.
Wait, what was that? These prototypes are worth lots of money to collectors? Well, get them the fuck out of my house. Wow, that was a close one.
63 Jaguar E-Type
no mamen, se me subio el trago jsjsjs
A decade and a half ago, Diana Cavendish was involved in a terrible accident that resulted in a grievous injury to her, taking the lower half of her left leg from her. But she refused to let her handicap keep her down! Now, in her senior year of her undergraduate studies, she’s decided to blow off some steam at the local racetrack. After all, when she was behind the wheel of her Jaguar, it didn’t matter if her left leg was amputated…behind the wheel, she was power and speed!
Jaguar XJS convertible