T hink James Bond at a black-tie affair: sophisticated, dandy, charming but with just enough subtle menace to remind everyone that he could throw a punch if he had to. And when he leaves, Bond drives off in a car that looks like it could slip through the valet’s grip as nonchalantly as it would conquer a mountain pass. That car, if you’ve conjured one in your mind’s eye, would be the Audi Q8.
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