Daughter's car is a 97 Camry. The night before an LA to San Fran trip the engine light came on and while driving to get it checked the next morning smoke came out the back. Knowing that isn't going to be a quick fix, I loaded all her stuff into my Niro, gave her a short lesson on the cruise control and sent her on her way. She got there 10 hours later and raved about how nice the car is. Of course the blue-tooth connection to play her podcasts was her favorite feature.