Earlier this week we took three very excited teenage girls to London to go and see One Direction. Luckily, they’re old enough for us to push them onto the Underground and wave goodbye for a few hours whilst we spent a long lazy lunch at The Delaunay (if you live in the UK and haven’t been, go). That’s obviously not the reason for this post though, after all, it’s meant to be a blog about Saabs.
It’s a 200 mile round trip to London from home, so we took the saloon. We found the usually agonising M1, free of congestion and up for some serious Saab loving. I’ve been watching the mpg slowly decrease for the past few months now, with far too much city driving and not enough smile inducing open roads, so this journey turned out to be a real pleasure.
It took just one and a half hours from our home in Leicestershire right into the heart of London, I won’t note our average speed as unfortunately, the M1 isn’t the Autobahn but the Saab still returned close to 50mpg, that made me very happy.
The 200hp TTiD is an absolute joy, it’s extremely quiet and relaxed when you want it to be, but put your foot down, hear the muted grunt of the Hirsch duel exhaust and plenty of so called sports saloons vanish in the rear view mirror.
Every Saab I’ve ever driven has felt safe at any speed, but the 9-3, with its Hirsch suspension and wheel upgrade feels supremely reassuring, firmly grounded and agile as the miles passed by in a blur.
I enjoyed our long, lazy lunch followed by a whirlwind viewing of the National Portrait Gallery and an indulgent stop at Paul Bakery in Covent Garden, but I could’t help looking forward to another 100 mile blast in the Saab.