I borrowed one of these from my would-be assassin for a trip across this island a couple of weeks ago. It's tall, wobbly and manages to be both tinny and plasticy at the same time. The seats are uncomfortable for long trips. I borrowed it to lug some stuff in the back but, for such a large vehicle, it's surprisingly small inside and it was a bit of a squeeze for the stuff I wanted to carry (on returning home I managed to fit everything in the back of my GT). It's a diesel and when I accelerated I thought I recognised the sound - turns out it's the same horrible PSA unit which made me get rid of my S40. The controls on the steering wheel don't illuminate so operating the unfamiliar cruise control wasn't easy in the dark. Accelerating made the anti-skid warning light come on momentarily and then, on the way back, the engine coughed and the check engine light came on. It's not the worst car I've ever driven but it is perhaps the most soulless. It's not a real off-roader so it's impossible to have any fun in it there either.