Incredibly, this is effectively a one owner car from new.
Even more incredibly, that owner flew to Italy with his wife in 1972 in order to buy it and then drove it home to Yorkshire.
We even have the receipt for the flight tickets.
He paid £3,174.63 for the car at a time when £3,069 would have bought an AC Cobra 289 and, for a mere £2,117, you could have had a 4.2-Litre Jaguar E Type.
Clearly, he really, really wanted a FIAT Dino 2400 Coupé.
It is now being offered for sale, 50 years later, by his daughter-in-law.
It’s quite a story – and the best person to tell it is Bill, the man who bought it and wrote the following words some years ago.
“Perhaps I must be one of the very few owners, who having fallen in love with the Coupé from it's very first appearance in 1967, resolved to get a new one by hook or by crook.
I truly believed it to represent a pinnacle of automotive engineering, being years ahead of its time in concept, design & style. From then onwards the road could only be downhill!
In those days, acquiring a new Dino was no easy task. They were never imported into the U.K., nor were they made with R.H.D.
So, I set about learning Italian, so that I could smooth my path towards a Dino. I began to correspond with an agent in Florence….I had to become a member of an Italian motoring organisation in order to buy it, as they were not allowed to sell them to other than Italian nationals at that time. Accordingly, through the British Embassy, I became a member of the Automobile Club Firenze in order to qualify.
Came the great day, taking delivery was a tremendous thrill - one that I shall never forget. No sooner had I become a member of the Automobile Club Firenze, I proceeded with my agent friend to the bank to collect £3000 worth of Lire…and we made haste towards FIAT FILIALE di FIRENZE consumed with anticipation.
Getting to know that Dino, by myself on a beautiful day, with the whole of Tuscany to go at was a wonderful experience - guaranteed to make any businessman forget his worries!
The car was part of me, and soon I had tremendous confidence.
I arrived at the hotel entrance, where I left her - slap in the middle of the steps - and joined my wife and friends.
It was the proprietor who noticed her first. From the reception desk, he exclaimed loudly, ‘Ahh, zee Dino.... Zee best car in zee world!’.
Explaining my parking worries, he insisted that I leave the car right in front of the entrance on every possible occasion…it happened everywhere she went. Most hotels had a turnout on her arrival - in France, in Switzerland, and even in the U.K.
This car has never been raced (except on European motorways!), leading a comparatively civilised life as a family/business transport - but with the capacity to surprise some of today's supercars, even now.
There were only 2414 made of this particular version of the 2.4 litre - many of which rusted away, as did other Italian cars of that era (due to the poor quality Russian steel). This car was rust-proofed as soon as it arrived in this country, which undoubtedly saved it.
There are now 336 known to exist worldwide by the FIAT Dino Register, of which less than 20 found their way to the U.K.
The Register believes that I am the only person left worldwide who has had one from new and still has it.”
So, here we have a Yorkshireman (unsurprisingly described as being ‘quite a character’ by his daughter-in-law) who decides he’ll stop at nothing to get his hands on a Dino, learns Italian, joins an Italian Automobile Club, flies to Florence, collects the car, drives himself and his wife back to Yorkshire and spends the rest of his life looking after it with a passion, pride and diligence few people could hope to emulate.
We have driven the car and can report that it goes like a thoroughbred - swiftly and with plenty of enthusiasm - steers and handles with poise and balance, and stops when you want it to.
Everything feels properly sorted and screwed down. Nothing feels out of place, tired or vague.
We entirely concur with L.J.K. Setright, the eccentrically bewhiskered contrarian and grandee of automotive journalism, who wrote the following of the FIAT Dino in 1970.
“The Dino is not quiet, far from it. The engine produces a curious harsh scream rather like the trumpeting of an angry elephant. The higher the revs and the wider the throttles the greater the noise, but there is never any temptation to ease off the throttle. Instead, the car begs to be driven hard, responds superbly when so driven and appears capable of keeping it up more or less indefinitely.”
Quite so.
It is a joy to drive this car.
Having been unwell for a while, Bill told his son that he’d dearly like to take the Dino back to Italy at some point while he was still able to make the journey as a passenger.
In 2007, the pair of them successfully made the return trip to Florence and the Tuscan hills.
It was a personal motoring pilgrimage that completed the circle of Bill’s part in this wonderful car’s history.
Bill passed away around 6 years ago and the car was handed on to his son, David, and then his daughter-in-law, the vendor.