Sony grew up in India at a time when drivers had the luxury of choosing between a Hindustan Ambassador or a Premier Padmini, and the only place to spot exotics was the bedroom wall. No wonder he still thinks it takes three boxes to make a proper car. Being sensible he drives a Camry and his favorite car in the whole wide world is a Jag. Yet he’s not a sexagenarian, although he is as far as journalistic experience goes, he is. He’s like the wheels uncle, representing a shred of responsibility and wisdom that no one on the team seems to have.