The C-HR's four-cylinder could use a turbocharger or a supercharger—or even a big can of Red Bull—as it's incapable of hustling this crossover up to speed with anything approaching enthusiasm. In our testing, the C-HR was only able to muster an 11.0-second saunter from zero to 60 mph, and it is significantly slower than most of its rivals. When driving normally around town, the lack of power is well disguised thanks to a responsive throttle that launches you eagerly off the line. But put your right foot deep in the accelerator pedal and the engine revs to its peak and stays there, droning on while you wait for the continuously variable automatic transmission (CVT) to adjust its ratios in a futile attempt to provide rapid forward motion. Over bumps, the C-HR delivers a ride that is comfortable, but it isn't a standout in this segment. The suspension quickly rebounds after large road imperfections but hit a stretch of patched or broken pavement at speed and you're treated to a cacophony of noise; harsh bumps send reverberations throughout the cabin. The C-HR's steering feels accurate, and its front wheels respond directly to commands. Handling is lively, body roll is well controlled, and the C-HR feels playful from behind the wheel.