I knew I loved my car, but I've just been reminded why. Just returned from a road trip with my girlfriend; how does 2684 miles in 8 days in a '94 Peugeot 306 1.4 sound? It's a non power-steered one, heavy as hell to steer, and I'm astonished her left calf muscles aren't more developed with that clutch. However, I did enjoy it, the fact that it had to be man-handled around those Alpine passes, and you could feel and hear every vibration, a bit like a pre BMW mini. When I got home, the first car I drove was a Merc C-Class. Which was a haven of tranquility after the pug, but later that day, when I picked up the Audi, my god, did it feel good to be home.... I think what I love is that the refinement isn't such that you're completely isolated, you can hear what's going on to just the right extent. My MOT had expired when I got home, but it went straight through with just an an advisory on rear wheel bearings. Anyway. I'm back and look forward to joining in again. Hi everyone!