Tim Mancuso doesn’t drive to the Main Line Armory so much as float there. It’s Tuesday morning, just thirty miles outside of Philadelphia, and the avid watch collector’s Jaguar F-Pace SVR is filling the gaps on the road that the other cars don’t have the horsepower to reach. “I’m going to let this big girl sing,” Mancuso says, as his wife, Kate, jokes that he’s going to induce his passengers to vomit.
He’s in a hurry because today is the day his watch group is…

