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I have a Vauxhall Meriva company car. It is a completely terrifying white knuckle ride above 50mph. Negotiating a roundabout is a near death experience. It seems determined to capsize into a ditch or a hedge. The radio won't find a station, the rear doors won't lock, it guzzles fuel, the rev limiter cuts in below the red line, and the power steering cuts out crossing a pot hole. My old Golf was twice as old and 100 times a better car.
I won't shed any tears for a company that has made lemon after lemon.
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