We digress periodically, and this is one of those days. For James Bond is back, in book form anyway, and I was happy to see that he rides in style again in Carte Blanche. No more Volvos, or whatever sensible thing the previous authors for hire were placing him in. No, Jeffrey Deaver remembered that Bond's parents left him a small sum when they passed and he has spent it properly, on a Bentley Continental. Good choice. Twin turbo V-12. Zero to 60 in under five seconds. And a better than expected if not completely sensible 19 MPG on the daily commute.
Though I cannot get all the way past the idea that the Continental is a re-bodied Volkswagen Phaeton, this is not a terrible thing. It frankly does not happen often but when I am passed on the highways these days it is usually by a young man in an Audi after all and those are Volkswagens too. The company has been building some very respectable transportation in recent years.
The wheels are turning.
Photo: Adrian Pingstone