27/10/2008 10:04. The Saab 9-3 Turbo X Sportwagon - now, that's a proper name for a car, isn't it? None of your feminine whimsy there - just a hearty compound of unashamed maleness, three parts mathematical equation to two parts underarm deodorant to one part can of strong lager.

Imagine the consequences for the traditional pub conversation:

“What are you driving these days?”

“Me? Oh, a Saab 9-3 Turbo X Sportwagon.”

Why, the keys virtually jangle themselves.

Or they would, if the car came with keys. It doesn't. It comes with a thumb-sized rubber stub that (in keeping with one of Saab's time-worn eccentricities) you plug into a socket down to your left, near the handbrake. What with metal-free substitutes such as this one, credit card-style key replacements and entirely keyless... // Times Online