In 13 years as this paper’s motoring writer I’ve never driven a Ferrari. Lamborghinis, Aston Martins and McLarens – yes. But never the most famous supercar maker of all.
I’m rattling down the M90 at just south of 70mph, the stereo cranked up high to be heard above the din from the wind, tyres and engine – and I’m grinning merrily.
The Q3 has been an absolute phenomenon for Audi, selling more than 1.1 million since it went on sale in 2011.
Fonab Castle, by Pitlochry, was the jumping off point for a 200 mile drive in Volvo’s latest release.
The EcoSport is Ford’s smallest SUV.
Think the BMW X5 is a big car? Think again – this is its bigger brother, the X7.
Mitsubishi and Toyota have long been the kings of the pick-up sector, with both Japanese firms producing trucks that are as capable and hard wearing as they come.
When it comes to quality, you used to have to go big. Little cars were fine around town but rubbish on the motorway and missing the gizmos and gadgets of their bigger brethren.
People love the appearance of coupes but aren’t as keen on getting in and out of them. Who looks graceful trying to wriggle behind a tipped-forward front seat to get into the back?
The Rifter is Peugeot’s take on a mid-size people carrier.