On the 8th August 1971, I took delivery of a new Mini 1275 GT and after 42,500 miles have never regretted it.
Faults have been trivial, such as the fan belt slipping, following garage servicing, and the window winder giving its best impression of Cape Kennedy “abort”. A de-coke has been the most extensive engine work. Regular tyres replacement was expected— virtually a total of two new sets were consumed. Purists bemoan the passing of the Cooper and “S” and one such devotee called the GT a “poor substitute” but if British Leyland could get rid of those boy-racer stripes, tizzy facia and fit a Stage I kit (at least) as standard then perhaps in later years I may also join the ranks of the nostalgic.
Bexley A. Minchin