A ‘city car’ defies easy definition. Given how many there are in London and how few on motorways, you might assume the best one is the Mercedes-AMG G63. ‘Justifying’ the mad expense of buying and running it, drivers cherish long travel suspension for speed bumps, tank-like robustness, a driver’s seat high enough to prevent feeling intimidated. And it probably intimidates everyone else out of the way. But it’s not for me – it’s too bulky for narrow streets and too cumbersome for parking. Plus I don’t fancy being thought an idiot.
The Citroen Ami is the G63’s absolute antithesis. Tiny, friendly, light on cost and resources, it feels as slow and fragile as a snail. It’s like getting around in a bento box. (Sorry, can’t think
