""Driving the C-Cactus is a weird experience. I had a nagging feeling that something was missing – like the dashboard. Not necessary, apparently. Passenger airbag? Not necessary. The glovebox? Hang a bag on a hook shaped like a butterfly brooch. Window switches? The windows don’t open.
The air-conditioning system is there but forms part of the interior styling, looking like the intake of an airliner’s turbofan engine, or possibly a hairdryer for the super-follically endowed. The steering column is exposed and the transmission selector is a simple “ego” switch: “Push it like this and the car ’e go forward . . . like this and ’e go backward.” The floor of the C-Cactus is upholstered in recycled leather offcuts, its hollow door panels have wool trim and door exteriors are unpainted. The rear seats simply slide forward and slot beneath the front seats to enable more potatoes to be carried. ""
zet eenglish writing always cracks me up:rofl:
I like that minimalistic approach tho, less the hybrid system (or it should have a 220V plug and manual all-electric mode)
