Over a return journey of approximately 650km, we encountered intense rain sheeting water across the road, grappled rogue semi trailers, enjoyed sunny dry tarmac and loose gravelly dirt, saw the bottom of a rainbow (yes, really; amazing I know), were chased by Police desperate for someone to breath test - twice - got a puncture tooling about in a gravel river bed and still managed to stop at a chippy on the way home.
Fuel light isn't on yet either, and I have leftovers beyond the chip butty all wrapped up for tomorrow lunch.
I'm biased - but to me, a large part of owning a very capable French car, is using it! We covered the roads in comfort, and with confidence.
Cheers, Adam.