Driven: Range Rover in Iceland
Tom Ford takes the new Range Rover to Iceland... and the edge
Posted: 27 Mar 2013
Relaxing is a good word for it. Launching into uphill bends around yet another jaw-dropping volcanic landscape that leaks steam like the country has a series of burst pipes, the Range Rover still feels like a Range Rover, just fitter. A younger, more alert version of itself. The steering is more precise and sensitive, but still a little remote, the attitude flatter and more controlled but still with plenty of absorbency. The ZF eight-speed 'box is so good you don't even notice it. It's not a pointlessly Nür-honed BMW X5, and is the better for it, feeling like whoever engineered this really knows - and understands intuitively - what a Range Rover should feel like, rather than simply aiming for the fastest way around the corner.
Of course, the air suspension has anti-roll and active lean functions and all sorts of clever stuff ferreting away under the waterline, but the biggest compliment you can give this car is that it doesn't feel like it. I drove it quite fast for a while using the gearbox paddles and everything and then just... lost interest. It's not that it can't do tyre-screeching, it's just that the Range Rover still isn't that sort of car. Thank God. So I settled back, turned up the brilliantly ridiculous 28-speaker Meridian stereo and looked for somewhere to make the Range Rover really uncomfortable.