H.J Mulliners gave this model design the name “Flying Spur” which is well documented as the heraldic symbol of the Johnstone Clan in Scotland. The “Flying Spur” was awarded to the Johnstone clan for their help in allowing Bonnie Prince Charlie to escape on horseback.
That’s authentic British heritage, no Bentley-by-Breitling-by-Bentley-by-Brietling-by-Volkswagen needed. You’re looking at one of seven Flying Spurs for sale, from the collection of a Hungarian who escaped that Communist state to become an engineer, succeed beyond his wildest imagination, and acquire top-shelf examples of the Flying Spur wherever they could be found. That’s even cooler than the cars themselves, right?
The Boros Collection is now up for sale at Coys UK. I encourage you to read about the cars and the man who owned them. Now, let’s play a little game of “One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other”
This is one of Mr. Boros’ other Spurs:
It’s possible to quibble a little bit… perhaps you like the single-headlight Clouds better, perhaps you just don’t like big luxury cars. Still… look at it and imagine caning it down the B-road to your country estate, or pulling up to Stoke Park in it. Now, let’s examine the 1994-vintage Rolls-Royce Flying Spur, which was a turbocharged variant of the Silver Spur:
You can argue that this shape didn’t wear as well, but it’s still well-proportioned, clean, and elegant. Now, take a deep breath and continue:
Oh, look. It’s the Bentley Flying Spur. Right next to the S-Class so you can see the car with which Bentley intended to compete. A four-door Continental, which is to say a four-door version of a two-door version of a Volkswagen Phaeton. Looks like a Kia Amanti without the sense of dignity. Or maybe a Toyota Celica from the bug-eye era. It’s kind of sad, really. Bentley throws some lovely press trips, but this car is an embarrassment to the name and has been for several years now.
The seven original Flying Spurs are now old enough that it would be possible to bring one to the United States. We’d love for a TTAC reader to do just that, but more than that, we’d like someone to buy all seven and keep Mr. Boros’ dream going.
(NB: Although we would love to profit from an auction about which we are writing, TTAC has no affiliation with Coys or Mr. Boros.)