One thing we didn’t mention in our last report was that on the ferry back from our trip to France, a fellow passenger spotted he’d been behind us in the queue for loading.
“Petrolhead’s car isn’t it” was his verdict on the estate. I didn’t have the heart to tell him it’s a diesel.
The Subaru has also been house-moving, lugging TVs, computers etc. So it’s a capable workhorse one minute, and mistaken for something a whole lot quicker and more glamorous the next. That about sums the Legacy diesel up!