Dave is at the wheel for the first stint and I’m riding shotgun. First impressions of this car are good, very good. This is not your grandfather’s Jaguar, the XF was in my opinion the first in their recent renaissance and it is a very modern and well appointed luxury car. It has that impervious feel as it charges down the road, this is not a car that wafts, it is a car that owns the road with confidence and authority.
As the passenger I’m in charge of blogging, in car entertainment and general shenanigans. The car is fitted with the optional Bowers & Wilkins stereo. Most car companies now have a premium sound option, often emblazoned with some familiar name such as Bose, Infinity, Harmon Kardon etc. The difference here is that this system isn’t just carrying the B&W badge, it was engineered by them and you can tell. I’m trying to do it justice by not playing 128k bitrate streaming nonsense and my 320k rips of The Preset’s excellent album Pacifica are doing the best they can, we have CDs but they are in the boot.
There is a lot of what is known as ‘surprise and delight’ in the XF. The interior is simple, not fussy and very easy to operate. The air vents and transmission selector are a little theatrical with various swivelling and rising motions letting you know that you aren’t driving a Ford Focus. The seats are comfortable with soft buttery leather that is showing few signs of wear from the previous owner and the ventilated option is doing a fantastic job of keeping my butt cooled, they heat up as well but as it is in the low 70s outside it is all about the cooling.
So far there’s only one annoyance but truth be told, it is a pretty significant one. You cannot enter a navigation destination whilst in motion and yes, before you all start screaming road safety, I’d like to be able to operate it as the passenger especially as we have discovered a tasty BBQ joint that we wish to make our first food & fuel stop. Grrrr.