Six months ago I got the pleasure of testing the new Subaru Impreza WRX STI, it didn’t disappoint, and in fact I’m a big enough man to admit that a fair bit of sulking happened when it had to go back. Fast forward to last month and I found myself grinning and clapping like a trained, slightly retarded, circus monkey. Soon my Subaru Impreza WRX STI 330S Special Edition press loan would be on the drive and I, being the excitable and clappy type I am, was a tad on the happy side.
I'm the first to admit that life as a motoring journalist isn't the most painful way to earn a crust. For instance as I sit and type this review I'm sat drinking tea in most beautiful dining room of a Irish Country house, just about as far West in Ireland as you can go before you hear a Manhattan accent.