Döner Kebab enthusiast
- Jul 20, 2009
- German Wine Country
- 2006 Mercedes E200 Kombi
Coddles your poor aging windshield with geriatric-rated rubber.What does a high mileage wiper blade do?
I veto the Nissan. Even as a Nissan owner who is likely to buy a Frontier next, I would not buy any of their cars/crossovers because of transmission issues. It's just not worth the risk.How about a gently used Sienna then?
I wanted to recommend the final nissan quest, as it's basically just a JDM van with all of the high-quality trim that entails. Alas, they seem to be saddled with a CVT.
How about a Kia Carnival? At the same price as the stripper expedition, you get an utterly loaded Carnival with leather, dual sunroofs, Full LED lights, premium audio system, and assorted other goodies. It may be somewhat underpowered, you're asking the 3.5-liter, 290 HP corporate V6 to haul between 200 and 600 lbs more than it would under the Sorento before you begin to fill it with people. Nevertheless, it should at least merit a test drive
Today was the first time in ages I was annoyed by someone tailgating me. Usually I'm pretty chill about such things, and I maintain that it happens far less often than people complain about it.
I was going on the Autobahn, dense traffic but still flowing at about 110-120 kph, bad visibility due to rain. I was in the left lane because that was still faster than the right lane, keeping a distance of a good 50 metres. The guy behind me apparently was in a hurry, creeping up my back to 3 to 5 metres over several kilometres. At one point trying to overtake on the right despite there being no room for that. With the rain and the busy traffic, his driving concerned me so much I even lit up the brake lights (slight tipping with the left foot while applying throttle with the right, so not slowing down), but he never got that hint.
As soon as a third lane opened up on the right, traffic allowed me to move over to the now middle lane and I let him pass. He then proceeded to tailgate the next car, and again tried and failed to overtake on the right.
And all that in... an Opel Crossland.
I guess my annoyance is more about how I was actually looking forward to this car a bit since I adore my 3 hatchback, but any desire completely dropped out the bottom once I read the pitiful range number.