My lil’ Kia died last Saturday. It was a tragedy half expected, bursting two cylinder heads. Anyway, it couldn’t be repaired economically and I had eyed a transporter for a long time.
Not of the shooting, laconic Statham type, mind you. Rather one that could cart off one of my motorbikes off the scene of a flat tyre or some other banal mechanical mishap. Prices being as they are, 24 such rescue missions can pay for a barely used van. Today’s highway robbers drive in tow trucks!
The mechanic (again, not Jason Statham) did a post-mortem on the Kia Rio today and then we looked for follow-ups. They had a Citroen Jumper that had done 45000 km in rent. I did a test drive and found that it fit (just!) in two ways. One: squeezes through the unfinished road that my carport lies on, branches scratching on both sides. Two: my biggest motorbike fits through the rear doors with 4 cm of air above the windshield. The GS is a tall bike!
It is a luxury version of Mr. Statham that comes with a touchscreen that shows a view out of the back camera. In a van, that can save you a lot of money!
What’s it like to drive? Weeeelll, with barely above 100 bhp, 3.5 tonnes max weight and low gearing in first and second, you gotta be patient. If you want dynamics, you’ll get that on the motorbike you transport in such a van, not from the van itself. Slot in behind the trucks on the Autobahn.
Later: Yesterday I took delivery of the vehicle:
It swallowed the little KTM Duke 390 without a problem.
I got the touchscreen middle console sorted out quickly.
This weekend, there is a shakedown drive planned, up north to my parents‘.