So our own David Tracy has succumbed once again to Sonett Fever, and has found one for sale that might be too rusty (I know, I know) but might be pretty good. Maybe we’ll go look at it. I’m not sure how this may end up – nobody get their hopes up – but just be aware that Saab Sonnets exist and are fantastic little V4-powered wedgy beasts.
Also, there used to be a Sonett just like this one that was parked at the Yerkes Primate Research Center when I worked there as a student, as a bioelectronics engineering assistant. One day I’ll tell you about the Simian Ejaculatron and the Yam Incident.