As a boy, dreaming of the day I’d be able to get behind a wheel and taste freedom, I’ve always loved cars. Not just the vehicles themselves but the idea of opening the door, getting in, turning the key and going wherever I wanted. Growing up in England, the options were mostly small hatchbacks like a Mini or Ford Fiesta. They were incredibly nippy and fun but didn’t have much oomph. Years later, after a decade of driving and loving every minute, I moved to Canada where the  ...