Oh, be praised little Citro n BX. Even your enthusiasts are detractors. Beset by your lovers as well as mortals who don't understand the true wonder of your light weight and joyous hydropneumatic suspension. Surely, many of your bretheren have passed on in the fourteen years since your parents at PSA cut you down at the tender age of ten. But your Gandini-penned lines still look good to us. We would take you home and coddle you on the finest French jackstands money can buy. And then we'd probably just get frustrated and leave you there.
Why the Citro n BX? [BXClub.co.uk]
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