RR Evoque: driven to extremes
The hottest, muddiest, coldest, glitziest test in history: we go global in the baby Rangey
Posted: 09 Dec 2011
"OK, OK, I get it." Hell. He clearly thinks I'm playing games. I'm not playing games. I'm scared. "I'll give you my card. You talk to your people, do what you gotta do. When you're ready, you call me. I'll be waiting."
He produces a card from his breast pocket, hands it to me, slaps me on the flank and waddles off back to his stretch limo. I look at the card. ROMELO, it reads, CHAUFFEURTAINER.