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Renault Megane Scenic 1.4 16V first impression.
Have you ever gone upstairs in your home and then noticed you have dog poo on your shoe? The anger, frustration and contempt for the pond dwelling scum who left poo where someone could step in it in the twenty first century is only over shadowed by the overwhelming disappointment caused by the realisation you have traipsed that poo through your house.
That feeling is the Renault Megane Scenic.
I have previously stated that men driving people carriers are the worst drivers in the world. They cut you up, tailgate, try to kill cyclists instead of pretending to try and overtake and if you ever see a people carrier driven by a man less than 150% of the speed limit it's because they already have nine points or it's as fast as the knackered clutch will allow.
Now I have driven one for roughly three quarters of a mile I completely understand.
It's an elevated seat position like a Transit only without the power, handling or any idea what the clutch, throttle pedals or steering wheel are connected to. So vague driving that car for a few minutes was like watching a box set of Lost. The brakes are superb in an all or nothing kind of way that leaves you stopped six feet before any junction.
No interior shot as it's too distressing. I'll don my bio-hazard suit and give it a wash tomorrow. I think I'll drill holes in the floor and take a pressure washer to it.
Renault Megane Scenic 1.4 16V first impression.
Have you ever gone upstairs in your home and then noticed you have dog poo on your shoe? The anger, frustration and contempt for the pond dwelling scum who left poo where someone could step in it in the twenty first century is only over shadowed by the overwhelming disappointment caused by the realisation you have traipsed that poo through your house.
That feeling is the Renault Megane Scenic.
I have previously stated that men driving people carriers are the worst drivers in the world. They cut you up, tailgate, try to kill cyclists instead of pretending to try and overtake and if you ever see a people carrier driven by a man less than 150% of the speed limit it's because they already have nine points or it's as fast as the knackered clutch will allow.
Now I have driven one for roughly three quarters of a mile I completely understand.
It's an elevated seat position like a Transit only without the power, handling or any idea what the clutch, throttle pedals or steering wheel are connected to. So vague driving that car for a few minutes was like watching a box set of Lost. The brakes are superb in an all or nothing kind of way that leaves you stopped six feet before any junction.
No interior shot as it's too distressing. I'll don my bio-hazard suit and give it a wash tomorrow. I think I'll drill holes in the floor and take a pressure washer to it.