Confession: I like this Kia a lot
Despite the thirst, the emissions, the steering wheel with a mind of its own and the price, the Kia Stinger GT is a heavyweight.
Despite the thirst, the emissions, the steering wheel with a mind of its own and the price, the Kia Stinger GT is a heavyweight.
It’s like you’ve dived head-first into a vat of dopamine. This is my type of car.
Its homage to the E-type is a muddle — and demonstrates why Jaguar must abandon its pretensions of being a sports car brand.
I really didn’t want to drive the new Toyota Yaris. But to understand this car you must delve into the rules of international rallying.
Don’t be fooled, this quiet, unassuming BMW saloon goes like the clappers.
It may look bland — but the eighth incarnation of the Golf GTI is better than good. It’s exquisite.
Even Lewis Hamilton would find this Ferrari hard to rein in. And who, seriously, wants to do 340km/h with the roof down?
True to form, the satnav in this sporty Lexus is a shocker — but at least you’ll arrive in style.
We can no longer judge the Range Rover as a dual-purpose car — it is simply too posh for the farm.
I was never a fan of the old Defender, and was determined to dislike the new one as well. Initially, at least, this was a struggle.
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