Well, the LEC was finished and the bodyshop is on my way to work, so rather than make them drive two cars 17 miles each way, I braved up and drove the Micra back there myself. Perhaps I'd misjudged it in my six-car lengths first drive.
No. My route consisted of a bit of town, a bit of A-road and two junctions of M4. To take the motorway first - which I didn't - I wasn't expecting the Micra to like going fast, and it didn't. It just about wound up to an indicated 70, but it was mostly in lane 1 at 55 because I had no confidence it would pick up speed fast enough to slot into a busy lane 2. When asked, it does the CVT thing of increasing the (petrol) engine revs to 4,000 and waiting for the rest of the machinery to catch up. It eventually does but I can't imagine it's even the sort of thing you'd get used to.
So it doesn't like going fast, but it's a small 'town' car, so going slowly will be fine, right? No again. The transmission actually does tolerably well at crawling speeds - and eventually parallel parking it on a level surface was surprisingly easy - but the rest of the time it constantly feels like it's trying to run away. For the first time in five years I had to brake for the speed camera on the hill into town, because the car wouldn't let me set it up for a controlled descent. (There's an L setting on the selector, but that's for serious first-gear descents of icy slopes; would have made the engine scream at 28.) Won't go fast, won't go slow; I'm beginning to see why these things go everywhere at 40.
Which leaves the A-road bit. Didn't really get to do this properly because two vehicles ahead was a concrete lorry that occasionally touched 35 but generally struggled to go much above 20, and whose driver hadn't read the bit about slow vehicles allowing faster traffic to pass. The TDS, or even the heavier LEC, would have made short work of the two-vehicle overtake on the one good straight, but I didn't dare try it in this. So I had to follow, and to control the speed with the brakes because, again, the transmission wouldn't allow anything else. When the truck got really slow, the engine would drop to barely idle revs and the car would chug like a manual about to stall; it didn't stall, of course, but again it hardly inspired confidence.
So it's crap to drive but how was it otherwise? Some good points: plenty of room, even if the seats are too small and it feels more like perching than sitting. Good view out - especially rearwards - and easy to position and park. And the steering wheel is in nicely stitched leather. This was a 'top' model, with some sort of navitainment system; I managed to set it to Radio 3 but not to cancel the traffic announcements. The interior styling is all a bit Argos Premium Toaster for my taste but things seemed to work OK.
OK, conclusion time. This could actually be a tolerably nice little car, but you'd have to be seriously desperate not to use your left foot to buy one with that awful transmission. Suitably cheap - ie manual and without the cheesy toys - I can see it being reliable and even likeable, but it's very hard to see past that dreadful automatic.
One final surprise: it's very tall for a 'small' car. I was at a level to make eye contact with Zafira drivers; any tips on how to keep that emptiness and despair from haunting my dreams?
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