The Big Picture
ike Cross aims for the gap in the trees and guns it. There’s a muted snarl from the 400-hp straight-six under the hood, the hiss of rubber on wet gravel, and the of muddy water exploding from potholes. Cross is slouched in the driver’s seat, relaxed but eyes laser-focused, as he waltzes 5,000 pounds of SUV through mud-slicked corners with deft, minimalist movements of the
