Article content Trigger me, cancel me, or ban me, I don’t care. I expected little from France’s National Car Museum in Mulhouse. After all, what have the Gauls given the automobile? Besides Bugatti, the occasional Alpine, and Renault’s hyper-turbocharged RS10 of Formula One’s early turbo years, not bloody much, as far as I could see.
So, I wasn’t looking forward to the visit. Indeed, I did it just to placate my ever-curious spouse, Driving.ca’s own Nadine Filion.
The one good thing is that we were “limited” to two hours, so I thought, in the name of relationship harmony — “happy wife, happy life” is more than just a cute aphorism, after all — I’d go ahead and smile and look interested for 120 minutes. Little did I know what awaited. Indeed, two way-too-short hours later, my biggest regret is that we hadn’t booked our tour guide extraordinaire, Jean-Paul Fischesser, for the whole day, because the Musée National de l’Automobile de Mulhouse is the greatest collection of cars I have ever seen.
From roaring Bugattis to screaming Ferraris; from minuscule little Citroen 2CVs to ginormous Voisins; and from the very entrance to the last steps you take at the exit, it’s the most comprehensive collection of classic automobiles in the world. It is also very French, which means— Learn more about the cars The museum’s origins are mired in controversy It wouldn’t be French if there wasn’t un peu de drame . In this particular case, actually, a whole .
