RR Evoque: driven to extremes
The hottest, muddiest, coldest, glitziest test in history: we go global in the baby Rangey
Posted: 09 Dec 2011
"Hey, BUDDY?" A greeting delivered like a gunshot. "Is that your car?" I turn to see a four-foot high, four-foot wide, sharp-suited chauffeur prodding a purposeful finger against the rear bumper of the Evoque.
"Well, it's... Land Rover's car," I stutter, somewhat thrown. It's not often you're confronted by an aggressive, obese midget in the dead of night. "I know it's a damn Land Rover," he snaps, with more than a hint of angry frustration in his surprisingly deep voice. "I'm not blind. I've been looking for this one. Can't get it anywhere. How much do you want for it?"