Another archive shot from Ireland, taken early last month. That girly 4-banger was my sole method of transport and hotel for the three-night adventure. The car wasn't as impressive as I'd hoped. The gearbox was twitchy and erratic, the gears were placed too close together, the interior's ergonomics were absolutely horrendous, and the engine acceleration was appaling. However, the car's weight distribution is perfectly balanced, so with the traction control button turned off, you can have some serious fun. And to top it off, Ireland has the best bloody road system I've ever driven on. Imagine silky smooth surfacing, curvy twists, practically no speed limit, and no cops or cars! (the whole place is deserted). Needles to say the perma-smile is on my face even to this day.