According to unreliablehistory.com, when Winston Churchill made his celebrated V for Victory signs in the 1940s, he was in fact foretelling the rise of a powerful force that would dominate the tastes and behaviour of generations hence. An unstoppable, automotive force in evidence since 1927. A force called…Volvo.
Okay, I just made up the bit about Churchill. But the rest is true, to varying degrees. Quality and safety (of which, more later) were Volvo’s watchwords from the off, plus dependability, despite the harsh natural habitat in which its vehicles were to function. It took a mere five years for the company to pass the 10,000-car milestone and even the Second World War couldn’t stop its PV444 topping sales charts before grabbing a slice of the American pie.
Nor was Volvo so staid that the swinging ’60s swung right by: witness the lusted-after P1800 driven by Roger Moore in British television thriller series The Saint. Then as Volvo moved in on the family-car market, its saloons and estates were suddenly everywhere, not least because of innovations including rear-facing child safety seats, side-collision protection, crumple-on-impact zones and collapsible steering columns. Where would Mr Safety First of Surbiton ever have been without his Volvo 244? What would suburbia the world over ever have looked like without a Volvo 360 in every second driveway?
But there’s no pleasing some people, so Volvo’s “safety-first” mantra became a stigma. Volvos were vapid, old-school, reliable and the top pick of pensioners everywhere. Jokes abounded – and still do. A man walks into a Mobil forecourt shop. Man: “I need a petrol tank cap for a Volvo.” Attendant: “Sounds like a fair swap.” So it wasn’t a complete surprise to see Volvos eventually fall out of favour, not least due to the emergence of Japanese competitors. Cue the firm’s 1999 sale to Ford, followed, despite global economic catastrophe and multiplying losses, by an ill-advised push for a share of the juicy BMW and Mercedes-Benz market.
Which brings us to today – and, lo and behold, to a pride of Sweden that has been Chinese since 2010, when the Zhejiang Geely Holding Group acquired Volvo Cars. Hey, everything from English Premier League football clubs to much of Africa is at least partly Chinese-owned these days, so why not household-name car manufacturers?
It also brings us to the S90, which the company trumpets as its “flagship executive sedan” and which continues the restoration of the marque’s fortunes. Volvo’s famous badge represents a chemical symbol for iron, so it’s not to be confused with the biological symbol for the male gender. There is, however, plenty that’s macho about the S90, with its four-cylinder, two-litre, turbocharged and supercharged engine producing 320 horsepower for the T6, all-wheel-drive edition (whose price is also a fairly intimidating HK$799,800).
Transmission is eight-speed automatic, with Sport mode allowing what passes for manual shifting when there is no clutch, although one can at least nudge a real gear lever up and down. The ride is whipped-cream smooth, the steering reassuringly precise. The brakes feel like bodyguards with bite. And progress is almost silent, even at naughty speeds on the motorway. What did you expect from a Volvo?
If the S90 is to bloody the noses of the Audi A6, Mercedes E-Class and BMW 5 Series (and it shall), appearances will be important. The 1998 S70, for example, was as boxy as a 1960s office block, with matching aerodynamic looks. Today’s S90 is svelte in body, rakish in roofline and fronts up to the world with an engine grille descended directly from – yes – the P1800.
It has something called the City Safety system to detect obstacles and other vehicles – typical Volvo, you might say. And an uncluttered, comfort-guaranteed interior with warm Scandinavian walnut fascia – typically Swedish, you might say. Its numbers are impressive too: zero to 100km/h in 5.9 seconds; an estimated top speed of 210km/h and an average petrol consumption of 7.2 litres per 100km thanks to the presence of just four cylinders. Praise be: it also features a nine-inch dashboard touch screen you can actually read at a glance because it is a vertical display, not horizontal. Why is that not the industry standard?
When one thinks of Sweden, one still thinks of large blond people doing fit-people things in kayaks or forests, rosy cheeks beaming with all that fresh air and morally and ecologically sustainable living. Of their learning carpentry and playing Twister, the better to put together their furniture in later life. And, indubitably, of Sweden’s second-greatest export: Volvo. Let’s face it: in its soul, Volvo will always be Swedish.
So there is just one small cherry I’d add to the S90’s cake. Sure, it has Apple CarPlay for iPhone link-ups and access to Spotify, but it’s reassuring that Volvo allows for the presence of music for mastodons with the inclusion of a CD player. All the new S90 requires now is a showroom-loaded welcome disc featuring Sweden’s greatest-ever export: Abba. Ah ha!
Article source: http://www.scmp.com/lifestyle/motoring/article/2021720/volvos-macho-s90-may-help-revive-fortunes-iconic-swedish-brand