It’s something that happens to me quite a lot: I’m sitting here trying to think of the right word. What I want is a word to describe the sensation of exhilaration, tempered by slight unease that rests with me now, having driven Honda’s new Civic Type R.
It’s not the ability it demonstrated despite the limitations of its front-drive, five-door hatch configuration that is the source of my disquiet, though at times it feels like witchcraft. Nor is it, a list price of £46,995, a rise of almost 50% relative to its predecessor (from which it is derived) when it went on sale
