Have you ever met a kid who was the very definition of an “old soul?” One of those kids who voluntarily wore a three-piece suit to school in the seventh grade, and learned how to manage a stock portfolio in his spare time instead of playing video games and eating dirt like the rest of the kids? The Audi A3 is that kid. The premium-compact class is full of cars that let staid marques like Mercedes and Lexus embrace the inner child a little bit. It’s Mini’s fault; the happy-go-lucky Brit all but started this market segment, and most of the premium compacts have followed its example by being a cut above, but not afraid to be a little silly.
Not so, the A3 sedan. Oh, sure, the hatchback that entered its second generation in 2012 is a fun little piece, but the sedan, just arrived this year, is a very sober and serious matter indeed. It’s not that this car doesn’t have a sense of humor—it’s that it doesn’t see the point in having one. I spent a week driving the Audi A3 TDI, and learned how a responsible premium compact sees the world.
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