The wagon is back: I’m spending a month with the Volvo V90 Cross Country
When I was little, my father drove a gold-colored Volvo 245 Turbo wagon. It had a cavernous cargo area that was regularly used to haul arcade video games, and to my four-year-old ears, the turbo whine sounded like a police car siren. That wagon eventually bit the dust, most likely from mechanical issues with the turbo. After a dalliance with a Subaru, it was eventually replaced with a gold Volvo 850 wagon — and that was the car I drove most often after I got my driver’s license.
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