2013 Skoda Citigo Gives You Right To Brag

I BET you don’t really need that A-Class. The CLA is just a whim. An A3? Forget it, the Skoda Citigo has it licked. Unless you want to spend a lot of money trying to impress others, the diminutive box from Skoda does so much so well that it is hard to think ‘Yes, but want I really want to do is spend another 20k on a bit more go.’

That gulf between A3 and Citigo could buy a Rolls-Royce picnic hamper, or if put towards your mortgage would equate to a $20,000 saving in interest payments alone. You would reach that house-paid-off dinner party boast nearly three years sooner. Put that $20,000 towards a CLA and you’ll need another 10% to bring it in line with your expectations. You are literally better off in a Citigo.



'Go' is in fact the car’s weak card; much better at the Citi bit. I lived with one for a week, and found its sense of spontaneity put it on a par with a bicycle. It is just so easy to get in and go. Top marks too for seats and ride comfort; sub-zero for the stereo’s sound quality. The untrimmed boot-lip is easily scraped, but put these practicalities to one side: this is the closest I’ve come to the hedonism of my first car, a Peugeot 205. Resistance to onomatopoeia is futile. Wheee! As door mirrors skim tarmac. Whoosh! As you enjoy the only accelerative moment, between 30 and 40mph. Kerr-ching! As you walk away from BP, twenty quid covering the expense.

The Germans make it so easy to make the car you want. Seek the car that you need, however, and the Skoda does an awful lot awfully well. Long live the Citigo!