Kona

I’ve been trying very hard not to fall into the same automotive review literary tropes as my forefathers. Y’know, describing all under the same shade of Jeremy Clarkson Top-Gear-esque “Brilliant,” or reaching in our idiom arsenal to describe a new generation of a car as “grown-up”. I mean, it’s a car, not a person. It’s not like the Kona hit a growth spurt over the summer and now they’re in the 7th grade fighting a losing battle against the concepts of body odor and deodorant.