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If you own a VW Passat, you’ll probably know what I’m talking about. The Passat is a perfect car. It is fast, well built and faultless. It will take you from pole to pole if you so wish in great comfort, will never bite back and will play subordinate duty to your other car – an S-Class perhaps? – without a word. This, however, is a problem. It is such an integral part of your daily life that its presence is subconscious. The VW Passat is a routine car.
SO WHAT?
The two machines you see on these pages have escaped that routine. Neither was expensive nor a premium offering, and both were fairly commuter-centric in nature. But both provided instant driving/riding pleasure. And how.
SAY HELLO...
...to the Zen, and to Yellow Fever-san, both Japanese rice-rockets in the Indian scheme of things. One (we won’t tell which) is India’s first true hot hatch. The other has been dream material for all, okay most, boys this side of 1985.
STOCK DIDN’T CUT IT?
No, not for these two men. Both the RX and the Zen are machines that their owners lend character to. They are light, perky, and generally in a rev-happy mood – the machines that is. A decent weight loss program later, these become even more fun (the machines, again). The RX does the decent thing and becomes scary as well.
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