Meanwhile I noted that the muted interior is handsome, the heated seats supportive. Air flowed over an open sunroof with no buffeting. Door bins the size of briefcases held plenty of papers. A mass of controls, buttons, and switches covered much of the dash, steering wheel, and overhead panel. If I'd had a second week with the FX45 I'd have figured them out but "intuitive" is not an adjective that applies here. Eventually I discovered four innocuous switches at the rear of the console with which to adjust the seat; later I learned how to acquire the GPS' map view, though the map itself is difficult to read. And by the time I arrived at the B&B it became obvious the beeper was reminding me not to wander from my lane. Luxurious interior, too many distractions.
