No less dumbasses than Consumer Reports hates the H3.

From the rag:
Like other Hummers, the H3 is designed for heavy-duty off-roading, and on that front it delivers in spades. (OK, stop the presses. It's doing what it's designed for, in spades, can't rate it at that huh?) They go on to say: In every day use, however, the H3's shortcomings become clear. Despite its five-cylinder engine (most comparable vehicles have six-cylinders), the 4900 pound H3 is thirsty for fuel: It attained just 14mpg (where they drag racing it?) more like a V8. It also delivers sluggish acceleration, taking 11.5 seconds to go from 0-60. Handling is clumsy but secure (what the hell does this mean, does it handle badly or not? If your job is evaluating handling, well, evaluate the handling!) Visibility is poor because of the thick pillars and small, short windows. (I disagree, I guess in their perfect world, we'd all be driving AMC Pacers) The huge spare also blocks rear visibility and makes the rear gate heavy. (It's got a strut on it so that the door doesn't slam shut on you, ever hear about how many people get their fingers lopped off by the sliding heavy doors in mini-vans?) Reliability is unknown. (Ok, Mr.-smart-enough-to-be-writing-evaluations-in-a-national-magazine, it's so hard to figure that one out given the drive train components already in use)

The bottom line according to Consumer Reports: If your daily drive doesn't involve scaling boulders, think twice before buying the H3. One thing to expect if you do buy is attention: With it's distinct appearance and the Hummer name, our yellow H3 became an immediate conversation piece and drew looks from other people of either approval or disdain. (Kind of an IQ test isn't it, the people smiling have a brain, the sour finger flippers are sheeple Al Gore followers that really need to get a life because it ain't much fun living in angst)

Consumer Reports, over the years, has proven again and again how much they don't have a clue. This is yet another chapter in their "We're makin' money being clueless" book.

No less dumbasses than Consumer Reports hates the H3.

From the rag:
Like other Hummers, the H3 is designed for heavy-duty off-roading, and on that front it delivers in spades. (OK, stop the presses. It's doing what it's designed for, in spades, can't rate it at that huh?) They go on to say: In every day use, however, the H3's shortcomings become clear. Despite its five-cylinder engine (most comparable vehicles have six-cylinders), the 4900 pound H3 is thirsty for fuel: It attained just 14mpg (where they drag racing it?) more like a V8. It also delivers sluggish acceleration, taking 11.5 seconds to go from 0-60. Handling is clumsy but secure (what the hell does this mean, does it handle badly or not? If your job is evaluating handling, well, evaluate the handling!) Visibility is poor because of the thick pillars and small, short windows. (I disagree, I guess in their perfect world, we'd all be driving AMC Pacers) The huge spare also blocks rear visibility and makes the rear gate heavy. (It's got a strut on it so that the door doesn't slam shut on you, ever hear about how many people get their fingers lopped off by the sliding heavy doors in mini-vans?) Reliability is unknown. (Ok, Mr.-smart-enough-to-be-writing-evaluations-in-a-national-magazine, it's so hard to figure that one out given the drive train components already in use)

The bottom line according to Consumer Reports: If your daily drive doesn't involve scaling boulders, think twice before buying the H3. One thing to expect if you do buy is attention: With it's distinct appearance and the Hummer name, our yellow H3 became an immediate conversation piece and drew looks from other people of either approval or disdain. (Kind of an IQ test isn't it, the people smiling have a brain, the sour finger flippers are sheeple Al Gore followers that really need to get a life because it ain't much fun living in angst)

Consumer Reports, over the years, has proven again and again how much they don't have a clue. This is yet another chapter in their "We're makin' money being clueless" book.