I WENT TO lunch and never came back. The day was too beautiful, the road too inviting; besides, I get paid to drive. The car was the 1994 Volkswagen Jetta III GLS sedan, a not-terribly swift thing. No matter, I wasn't rushing. Along Skyline Drive in Virginia's Blue Ridge, the brilliance of spring could lift the most trodden spirits. At least, I thought so; the Jetta III GLS seemed t... Read full review for the 1994 Volkswagen Jetta
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