1977 | Alfa Romeo Giulia Nuova Super 1300

1977 | Alfa Romeo Giulia Nuova Super 1300 – When Character Matters More Than Cubic Capacity

There are cars that take you from A to B. And then there are cars that make you forget where A was – because you never want to reach B. The Alfa Romeo Giulia is one of those cars. And this one, built in 1977, isn’t just another tin box. It’s an Italian opera on wheels, with an engine that sings rather than shouts – and a character that modern cars can only read about in museums.

Historical Context – The Last Diva of Her Kind

When Alfa Romeo unleashed the Giulia in 1962, it wasn’t just a model – it was a revolution in metal. Aerodynamically shaped in a wind tunnel – even though it looks like a toaster with flair – light, fast, twin-cam, rear-wheel drive: the Giulia was the car for stylish policemen and family men with gasoline in their veins.

By 1977, la dolce vita was coming to an end. The “Nuova Super” was the final curtain call for the Grande Dame – one last wink before Alfa retired her and embraced everyday motoring. This example? Her farewell letter, handwritten in Super.

Mechanics & Condition – Restored with Passion (and Espresso)

This Giulia was fully restored in 2020 – not by some back-alley mechanic, but with the devotion of a Sicilian wedding feast. Since then, it’s been pampered, dry-stored, maintained, and refined year after year.

✅ Original interior in excellent condition ✅ New headliner and fresh tires – no vintage rubber here ✅ Twin Weber carburetors that turn every throttle blip into a “Mamma Mia!”

And here’s the twist: under the bonnet sits not the modest 1300, but a 2.0-litre twin-cam – the engine every Giulia wished for in her will. Power? Plenty. Sound? Goosebumps. Mood? The higher the revs, the happier it gets.

Paperwork? All there: Greek MOT, FIVA card, certificate from the Alfa Romeo Documentation Centre. Authentic and charmingly documented.

Driving Experience – More Tango than Transport

Forget comfort zones; this Alfa isn’t a sofa. It’s a dance partner with sharp moves. No power steering, no ESP, no nonsense – just pure mechanics and feedback. Treat it well and it rewards you; ignore it and it sulks. This isn’t a car – it’s a relationship.

Every corner is an experience, every straight a meditative pause between exhaust arias. No modern car feels this analog, this honest, this alive.

Conclusion – People Who Drive Alfas, Love Differently

This Giulia isn’t for spreadsheet minds or parking-space optimizers. It’s a statement. Against reason. Against boredom. For style, passion, and drama. The current owner parts with it reluctantly – and that says more than any inspection report.

Whoever buys it isn’t buying transport. They’re buying an experience, a slice of automotive history, and a piece of Italian soul that never truly stays quiet.