Arriving in India for the first time can be a daunting experience. Suffocatingly hot temperatures, a maze of immigration and customs procedures, and a chaotic arrival hall await the intrepid traveler. Salesmen surround new arrivals in hopes of leading them into private taxis or family-owned guest houses.

The apocryphal version of the tale stages the steel hull of the Queen Mary as a transatlantic cocktail shaker that swizzled together Donald Healey and George Mason. The result, so the story goes, was a drunken toast that spawned the Nash-Healey. In reality the events were probably far less boozy, but no less noteworthy.