This is a Morris Isis. The only thing scary about it would be having to come to a sudden stop, heading down a steep hill.
It is rather odd to name a terror group after a 1950's English sedan, (and an early 1930's English sedan, the first Isis) the type that your granny drove to church on Sundays, I am sure there is an irony there.
Of course, this car went on to become the Hindustan Ambassador, the car used as the Indian taxi of choice since the 1950's. I guess the India traffic is enough to put the fear of god, er, Vishnu (I really should remember this) into anyone, though.
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