My old Land Rover makes me feel alive when I drive it. My wife’s Subaru makes me feel like I’m driving a toaster oven warming up some plastic. An hour’s drive in the Defender and I have to stop and unfurl clenched tendons and get feeling back into my arms. About the same after 9 hours in the Subie.
I’m surprised that girl had any sense of direction or route planning given the kids and teens I know. Most have their heads in their phones or sleep and have no idea how they got from point A to point B. My kids knew their brands though. Maybe she just drove until she spotted a logo she knew. So yeah, …
