2015 Chevrolet Trax: - Reviews The plan was simple. Flying into New York City at an ungodly hour, a time when only the drunks and de...
The plan was simple. Flying into New York City at an ungodly hour, a time when only the drunks and degenerates are still awake. Driving in Massachusetts. Marriage, buddy Jay, with whom I grew up in Boy Scouts, began tonight. Drive back to New York. Return flight to Los Angeles to 21 hours. Earth terrible ungodly hour earning my jet-set stripes: from Best Coast on the coast Beast, mocking flyover country all the way. How
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People panic about the impending storm that I was flying in twenty feet of snow, the roads blocked by snow drifts, cars abandoned in the street , New Yorkers huddled around barrels for warmth. Cats and dogs living together, you know. But it was not to be. As our plane landed, the mercury had reached a positive 35 degrees soft-imminent catastrophe snow had conveniently turned to rain. The kind of thing East Coasters shrug just off before our peacoats Burlington Coat Factory. It was 5am. The world was ablaze in amber, and the air was warm yet bright, and I landed with probably two hours of sleep, but there was to be no sleep till Brooklyn, so I got on the bright orange Trax LTZ AWD and left.
The Trax is a quiet little thing, mostly. The engine does not speak unless spoken, and its 1.4-liter turbocharged four banger 138 Musters slightly frazzled horses. But there is little of his precious damping from below. And in the last hours before the snowplow, each piece explodes invisible ice in wheelwells like a land mine, ka-ping in the booth ...
There a breathtaking view of the windshield, coupled to an upright sitting position where your legs absurdly perfect form 0-degree angles, just the way your teachers for Catholic. But the headlights, for whatever reason, are painfully low. And small side mirrors are strangely shaped, and 18-wheelers to disappear in the Blind Trax spots, somewhere there is such a truck headed to Massachusetts, who helped redo Duel in space on a ramp.
The direction of the Trax is full of comments, the construction of an equal resistance, a pleasant surprise. Likewise is the race, well controlled and fluffy. You can move your own reports, but you do not want. The Hydra-Matic 6T40 automatic movements slowly through six gears via a dorky button on the side of the gear lever: the power and control, in your hand! GM like that for some reason, in the transmission of the Trax. Rowing your own is so spent.
For obsessive smartphone, it is a USB port hidden in the upper glove box. There is no good place to put your phone where you can see. This is a problem because Chevrolet MyLink executes navigation from a smartphone application. It is called BringGo. And it costs 99 cents, which might not seem like much, but still feels hidden fees nitpicky: "I've already paid for the car, now I have to pay for this ?"
This press photo of the Chevy Trax shows all the fun places where you can lose the spare change, the iPhone cable and half-empty tube of ChapStick.
lack of visibility phone is a strike against the so-called #millennials car hating to which GM must crawl. The rest of the interior is simple, but strangely forced: no armrest, of course, but two strange lockers on each side of the center vents, which look like the vents themselves, but rather are intended to store the pieces currency and gum Trident bulk rectangles and not much else. Gauges motor aping Sonic-ish make a welcome appearance. The steering wheel is wrapped in smooth leather, but seats are faux leather, fabric grippy obviously too plebeian to hurry to impress, buy less wealthy kinds Chevy CUV. The Bose audio system, however, is bitchin'-high and powerful, especially for the 0 hip-hop.
By 8:00 I was in Carroll Gardens, get a coffee and a sandwich #saturdaymorningbagelrun with smoked salmon and whitefish, should all go on the record, Your Honor . (He was a bagel "everything." More questions.) For this urban activity break, the Trax is quite good. It is easy to park and has a large turning radius, the two boons to snowed in New Yorker who has a great 24 hour weekend only reserved to queue for a brunch to wait two hours for Manhattan- yet Brooklynite hungover or composed in various Bennies and unlimited mimosas, an epicurean wonder that lasts up to 14 hours and three good meals.
#saturdaymorningbagelrun
I did not have time for this. I had three hours of driving through a fragile time, to get through. So, around 10am I jumped back into the Trax I-95 and headed across Connecticut, where the snow was still falling. But the storm gathered a second wind by Massachusetts, and was packing fresh powder snow plows on the highways and, indeed, the Trax does not inspire much confidence when the snow begins to fall ...
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front wheels tug every bit of slush, after such an excited hound, and the steering wheel pulls accordingly. The AWD system is rudimentary, sending half the torque to the rear wheels only when needed. (At $ 1500, it is the AWD option cheaper Chevrolet.) LTZ also adds heated seats. So even if one were to buy Trax as a winter beater, as I suspect a New Englander teenager will be in ten years to deliver pizzas to a lot of used cars, a minor detail prevents it from being weatherproof ready: the wipers do not lift. I noticed this easily by pulling in a parking lot of the Harrington farm in the foothills of Wa-Wa Wachusett Mountain, full of Subarus with their blades turned towards the sky, as anti-aircraft guns . How more New England not that get?
Good Marions dogg! Let married to a lady!
"We ah gathahed heah today," said the officiating, "heaht to heaht, Foah union Jess and Jay-" Jay, it should be noted, had become an Eagle Scout with me, who already owned a Pontiac GTO and a Subaru Legacy Spec B, in that order. I'm never going to have anything FWD, he swore on margaritas the previous week. This seemed like a good goal to have to have and to hold, in sickness and in health.
The cake ice cream is awesome.
The next day, I returned to New York. I met on the way home and found 24 miles per gallon, mostly bounded down highways. (The Trax AWD is rated at 24/31 mpg city / highway.) That's what happens, I suppose, when the Connecticut drivers will curb-stomp you below 75 mph while the AWD system adds 400 pounds to car that looks like a spongy shoebox.
This Sunday night, I flew on a redeye to LA. . ( "JFK-> LAX #TodaysOffice". And everything) The next day, real blizzard hit
Before I left, I eyeballed the sticker on my LTZ AWD Trax :. $ 27,995
Twenty-eight thousand Tricky Dick Fun Buxx for a plasticky, charismatic Sonic looks like a toy for children and worth $ 5,000 less, at most, that's what it boils down to . That's what you get for $ 300 per month. It is that immediately after my time with the Trax, two other young #hip, #activelifestyle of #millennials spent time with her. Jablansky drove a red. Patrick George Jalopnik led an orange. The exact same as me, to the window sticker, but Texas plated. "You can do better," George noted, before concluding: "I'm sure the Trax will be sold in respectable numbers, maybe even great. But I can not say it is an excellent choice. "
Jablansky spoke in similar terms." Gutless, "he said," and far too expensive. The Trax is stocky, like a girlfriend of summer camp: it is durable but somewhat fragile. But Becca did not AWD "
We all know the refrain of our mouths to God's ears:" .. There is no bad cars more "no, there are no bad cars: there are twenty, thirty years, the only people brave enough to drive a Korean car built by a snowstorm would be serial killers, probably on the way their next victims. But believe me, there much mediocrity, pure mediocrity and yawning, and many mediocre cars that leave no impression on its users, nothing particularly negative and certainly nothing positive. Mediocrity is the enemy of car enthusiast, but it is also daily driver scourge. it is insidious to spend the second most amount of money someone will pay in a lifetime, on a car that does nothing particularly well.
authority but never inspires confidence, Trax reflects the notion that sometimes, mediocrity is more expensive than you think.
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