Without wishing to venture too deeply into the Disneyesque world of emotionally sensitive cars, I can’t help feeling our ST Mountune is in for a bit of an ear-bashing when it returns to Ford HQ in a few months’ time: ‘…and what exactly did you hope to achieve by embarrassing the RS at Bruntingthorpe, a pat on the back from Jost Capito, maybe?’

But before that we’ve lined up a couple more tasks for the Mountie: an appointment with a dyno to see just how much mumbo lurks within, and a date with the West Circuit. First, though, it needs a new front spoiler to replace the one I bashed on a rock in my daughter’s drive. Ouch.