I DON’T KNOW about you, but I tend to do something fairly irrational whenever I get into a front-wheel-drive SUV. Because they have a modicum of extra ride height, I always feel compelled to drive them off road. I know, I know, this really needs to be filed under ‘Unsmart Things Done’ but there it is. The Juke is no exception.
There’s a track near my house that, for a short 100-metre pitch, climbs at a genuinely unnerving gradient. It has recently been regraded with fresh gravel, so on the face of it, the Juke’s odds of climbing it looked about on par with Clive Palmer’s chances of conquering Mount Midoriyama
Undeterred, I vowed to get a good run at it and just bully the Juke up, but as I…