We take the all-wheel-drive Lincoln to Subaru country.
Winning people over
If you’ve traveled to either northern corner of the U.S., you understand the whole Subaru deal. Simply put: They’re everywhere. Some would say they’re like a disease – if you don’t have one, surely you know someone who does. Not so coincidentally, my home-away-from-home for a week played host to three of these local favorites, each with well over 100,000 miles and prized as much as a newborn baby. Their owners looked at the MKT and suggested that I was driving “a wagon on crack,” or the ride of choice for the school bully’s mom. It would seem that my chrome-clad MKT would not only stick out like a pounded thumb, but would suffer the scorn of REI-shopping Outback drivers at every turn. Its $57,000 price tag definitely didn’t help. But, as I soon discovered, twin turbos and cooled seats – for the first and second row – can have profound effects on people.