My wife’s new rs4 has 12 miles on the clock when I picked it up For her and took the fucker to the stars and back. No running in required and no pussy Rev limits!
Slightly off thread but here goes. My dads mate used to work for Jaguar up north as a young lad back in the 60's. He would occasionally be tasked with driving new cars down to London for rich buyers. Some cars were E-Types, brand new.... The M1 was very quiet back in the 60's. He was young and daft. You can imagine the rest..... Neeeeyowwwwmmm.....
They nick em for bits apparently. Not for the heater I hope as it’s crap. I only use it for work so they are welcome to it
They are pants but they tow a digger well. God knows why they are trendy. I can’t wait to get out of it