10 Aug 07
As a driver you tend to like the L200 for its visibility, but the aura of size and space it projects is something of an illusion. It's not especially big in the cabin, and the rear deck is limited for height unless you're happy to leave the cover open and compromise on security and the possibility of wet luggage.
Small items disappear into the depths of the rear deck, and children have to be sent in like Victorian chimney sweeps to retrieve orange juice cartons or butter that has broken loose from shopping bags. And I never worked out how to lock the tailgate, although I'm sure it must have been possible.
There was just one hiccup with the L200's reliability in six months: the engine management light came on once for no obvious reason, and the power was cut dramatically as the 2.5-litre direct-injection turbodiesel four went into get-you-home mode. Switching the engine off and on again restored full power, but the light stayed on.
A man from Mitsubishi diagnosed it as a glitch caused by the sensors detecting turbo overboost and shutting off the engine to protect it. Otherwise, no problems.
