COAL: 2022 Subaru Outback Touring XT – The Best Dang Appliance Money Can Buy

You’ll recall that in my previous COAL, it came down to the Toyota Venza or the Subaru Outback. I initially went with the Venza just based on its looks and pseudo-luxury factor, and while that was a mistake, the outrageous market allowed me to sell it for a handsome profit.

So, of course, I returned to the Subaru dealership, hat in hand.

Having already test-driven the Outback a couple of times, I knew the regular 2.5-liter naturally aspirated “FB25D” flat-four was as noisy and unrefined as the Venza’s hybrid system and was even slower in most circumstances. With under 200 horsepower and a heavy AWD system with which to contend, that car wasn’t going anywhere fast, or gracefully. But the premium engine, the 2.4-liter turbocharged “FA24F” engine, fixed all that. It delivered a robust 260 horsepower and 277 pound-feet of torque and felt appreciably punchy at all reasonable speeds. In addition, top-spec models with that engine had sound-laminated front door and windshield glass, making them much quieter inside. Other than that, our esteemed Jim Klein already reviewed this generation of Outback with the turbocharged engine, so I’ll let you read his remarks.

An FA24F engine. Isn't it nice how Subaru puts the oil filter right there on the top?

 

The choice just became trim. You had:

  • Base
  • Premium
  • Onyx Edition
  • Limited
  • Limited XT
  • Wilderness
  • Touring
  • Touring XT

The Base and Premium trims were out, for a myriad of reasons, notably for features, but they also didn’t have the turbocharged engine. The “XT” models of the Limited and Touring did, as did the Onyx and Wilderness. I wasn’t too interested in the blacked-out look of the Onyx, nor did I appreciate the Wilderness (which was only just starting to trickle into dealerships at the time I was looking) and its increased capability at the expense of comfort and fuel economy. That left the Limited XT and Touring XT. The Limited XT was nice enough, but the top-spec Touring XT came with a few more features, notably “Nappa-grade” leather, ventilated seats, a heated steering wheel, and an exclusive and mandatory Java Brown interior color that was honestly a bit too close to my skin color (Subaru has since added black as an option on Tourings). The Touring/Touring XT also had additional chrome and matte-silver appointments (mirror skullcaps, roof rail corners and crossbars, rear-bumper appliques, door handles)…allowing you to sneer at lesser Outbacks that didn’t have the top trim.

2020-2022 Outback Limited (left) vs Touring (right). The Outback was facelifted for MY2023

 

Subaru was dealing with consistent shortages at that time, since demand remained high and especially since Subaru dealers weren’t pulling the same market-adjustment crap other brands’ dealers were. So, in June 2021, when I came in ready to find a car, it just so happened that the dealer didn’t have any new cars in stock, and precious few used ones. But they’d let me know as soon as they did have some new Outback Touring XTs. My first choice was Autumn Green Metallic, but none of those were coming in anytime soon. My second choice was Abyss Blue Pearl. And, wouldn’t you know it, the local dealer called and said they had two Outback Touring XTs coming in, one in Abyss Blue Pearl, and the other in Crystal White Metallic. Better still, Subaru had cut over to MY2022 production that month, so these would be 2022 models. I happened to be in a meeting when they called, but when I called them back, they said the blue one had already been spoken for. I liked the white, since it was a pearl white, and not a stark refrigerator white, so I came in and put my deposit down on that one.

When the Outback finally came in, in July, I was pleased. The dealership had a very straightforward process reminiscent of many luxury dealerships. They didn’t hassle me for add-ons, took my outside financing with nary a grumble and were very friendly when it came to showing me how to use the Outback’s confusing, 11.6-inch vertical touchscreen interface, in which a bunch of features and options were buried.

The Outback the day I took delivery of it.

 

There was a scuff on the rear right taillamp assembly, from delivery. After being sold an entirely crashed car as a new one in a prior COAL, I learned to pick over even brand-new cars with a fine-toothed comb before taking delivery.
The dealership managed to buff the scuff out, here, which I greatly preferred to them taking it apart and replacing the housing.

 

And I had myself a car styled like a hiking boot.

In the first few weeks of getting acquainted with the Outback, which I christened Oliver, I noticed the mixture of prior-generation Toyota switchgear and current-generation Subaru stuff. I also noticed that sub-Touring Outbacks had one set of door handles, but Tourings had a different set with chrome and a completely different shape, and these were borrowed from the prior generation (2013-2018) Avalon and Sienna (2011-2020). Since Toyota owns 20% of Subaru, this wasn’t surprising, but was amusing.

The Outback’s interior. Pretty comfy!

 

WASPy Ex and I took the Outback on its first trip when we went to Breckenridge to meet up with some of his newly married friends, and it did excellently. Subaru’s adaptive cruise system, which mostly relied upon a pair of “EyeSight” cameras located at the top of the windshield, performed amazingly well at keeping the car a set distance behind other cars, keeping the car in the center of its lane, bringing the car to a stop if traffic backed up, and then getting it moving again once traffic proceeded. The only annoying thing was the Driving Monitoring System, which was over-eager in its warnings to “Keep Eyes On Road!” You had to turn it off every time you started the car, but it was two or three button presses into the UI. Fortunately, there was a handy button right on the main screen to turn off the start/stop. Of course, when we got to Breckenridge, we looked like every other person in a white Subaru Outback, which I didn’t love. Seriously, I cannot overstate the ubiquity of Subarus and Volvos in Colorado and the Pacific Northwest.

The Outback’s 11.6″ vertical touchscreen. It was easy enough to use, but I found the UI to be a bit…juvenile. It looked like something you would see on a 2006 flip phone.

 

Not long after that, I decided to get the headliner and interior pillar pieces reupholstered in a newly acquired project car, which will be my next COAL, and the Subaru’s wagon shape really made that an ease. It was also easy to carry Home Depot lumber and plywood for a home project, though I made sure to cover the seats and keep them from getting scratched or ripped. That said, the Outback is a lifted wagon, so it has a lower roofline than most midsize crossovers. That came to be a detriment when I went to pick up some lawn furniture on a last-minute sale and it didn’t quite all fit (we put the excess in WASPy Ex’s Town Car). It also has a different seating position that is entirely car-like—but raised off the ground.

What did I buy that needed its headliner and pillars redone? Find out, in the next COAL!

 

We took the Outback on a second trip, in October, to a friend’s wedding in Austin. That time, we took the dogs. Those dogs were WASPy Ex’s elderly yellow lab, Sebastian, and my elderly beagle-mix, Honey, who’s been featured here many times. The dogs were perfectly comfortable in the car, it being a Subaru, and so were we, and it got good fuel economy. It averaged 25 on the highway, which was good for a car that capable and that potent. That same month, we used the Subaru to bring home a third dog from the shelter (a black lab mix), who had been named Dracula. We kept that name.

Dracula was and is a lovely, affectionate, cuddly dog. I still have him, and he’s doing great.

 

What the Outback was not, however, was sexy. It did just about everything right, but it didn’t really fit me. I was going through a tough time in late 2021 and between WASPy Ex essentially badgering his way into a married-style cohabitation situation, my malaise at living in the suburbs and a profound sense of isolation, the Outback made me feel like I’d given up. It felt too conformist…too boring. So…I replaced it. As my daily driver. Once the ordered car came in—which you’ll hear about later—it became WASPy Ex’s daily driver, with just 8,000 miles on the odometer.

That said, we went on one last trip with it, and that was to Eureka Springs, AR, for New Year’s. Now, Eureka Springs happens to be a popular gay destination…in the summer. But, at the behest of WASPy Ex, we were going there in the middle of winter. I didn’t know why I agreed to it, and still don’t. It was a miserable trip. I should have known it would be bad when I was on the way there and started seeing on the news that Betty White had passed, just 17 days shy of her 100th birthday. An omen, I’m sure. I mostly ended up trapped in a cabin with WASPy Ex, staring at the walls and wishing I were anywhere else. But there was inclement weather and so the Outback got its first taste of snow…at which point it demonstrated exactly why it’s such a popular choice in snowy climes.

WASPy Ex, driving the Outback. You can’t see his face, but he looks as annoyed here as he always did.

 

After that—despite being the one that was mostly paying for it—I didn’t have much interaction with the Outback, as WASPy Ex was the one driving it and I had something else. Sometime in early January, he made me aware that there was a small chip in the windshield. I told him to call the insurance company and have the chip filled for free—we were on joint insurance at that point—before it spread. His priorities were different than mine, so that didn’t happen, and after a foot of snow fell on the metro the next week, that chip spread into a crack large enough to necessitate a complete windshield replacement…which I paid $800 for. I went ahead and got the OEM one from the Subaru dealership, because I didn’t want the EyeSight cameras complaining in the future.

In April of 2022, things had deteriorated far enough with WASPy Ex and I that it was time to end things, and he moved out of my house and into a duplex his father owned. His plan was to sell his Town Car and then finance something more to his liking—a 2011 Lexus GS 450h from across the country with a bad traction battery, as it turned out. I was surprised at how quickly he sold the Town Car, and offered to let him continue driving the Outback until his Lexus arrived from Des Moines, as he’d had it shipped. As soon as it did, I gave it a thorough cleaning and then took it straight to the Subaru dealer, where I managed to get essentially what I paid for it new, a year prior and with 22,000 fewer miles. Even if I’d wanted to keep it, it reminded me too much of WASPy Ex.

I don’t recall being enamored enough with the Outback to take a photo of it as I was selling it, so here’s a photo of it in my garage. I forgot to mention that I had a towing hitch installed, which I never used.

 

The Outback was a great do-everything car. It really was. But it wasn’t what I wanted at the time. Perhaps in another ten years, I’ll be ready for a Swiss-Army-Knife car like that. This was the third and last daily driver that I traded in in such a shortened time span, and it was only because of the lucrative market that I was able to do so. I probably would have sucked it up and kept one of the prior cars (I actually liked the GX, and would own another) if it weren’t for that factor. But my subsequent daily, after the Outback, I liked and still like very much.