A colleague of mine had an E92 330d coupé (which he inexplicably traded in for a Focus ST that he was at first disappointed in and over time grew to loath, that got chopped in for an Octivia vRS that's left him cold and wishing he'd just got another Beemer), fastest car I've ever been a passenger in. When he booted it, it genuinely pinned you back in your seat and spread an involuntary cheesy grin across your chops that lasted for at least 10 minutes afer you got out of the car. I'd love one but I'd find it very hard to justify keeping the Cougar if I did, so I elect to just fondly remember it and not tempt myself to 'cheat' on my Cougar with that alluring German mistress..!