BMW M3 is a legend in the world of performance cars, giving enthusiasts everywhere a reason to own one. I always find it remarkable how the BMW M division's engineers have made exceptional automobiles for the driving enthusiast.

For me the M3 does the ‘two cars in one’ thing very well. When you just want to get home it’s comfortable, roomy, quiet, equipped with the now excellent iDrive interface and blessed with enough visual and aural drama to brighten even a winter’s night on the M1. And when you’re on your own, in the mood, it’s a very quick, very capable car, the engine’s awesome reserves of any-rev power working with the tremendous brakes and meaty front-end grip to blaze down pretty much any stretch of road you care to point it at. No one seems able to agree on whether it’s a great M3, the best sports saloon currently on sale or even, more fundamentally, whether it’s any good or not. I’ve sat pinned in the passenger seat, the M3 rampaging around Brands Hatch in a storm of mighty front-end grip.