Why we ran it: To learn if a sporty crossover like the Ford Puma ST can ever be as rewarding to own as a hot hatch
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Life with a Puma ST: Month 3
Our performance-flavoured crossover departs with its head held high – and not just because of the elevated ride height - 13 July
There was a brief moment, about two weeks before I said goodbye to the Puma ST, when I thought I’d finally worked out its purpose in life.
It was a grey Saturday morning and I had a couple of hours to kill (and petrol was running at a relatively piddling £1.78 per litre) so I’d taken the scenic route from my parents’ place in Kent to mine in London.
It was a bit of a last blast for the Puma – Sport mode on, music off, serious driving face applied – and, as it turns out, a pretty revelatory one.
Before getting back on the motorway, I pulled over and took a reflective walk around our lairy, rally-inspired, high-riding hot hatch. I could feel the warmth from the brakes as I walked past each wheel, there was a faint smell of rubber and hot metal in the air, and away from the noise of the city, all I could hear was a pleasing pinging as the engine cooled itself back into shape.

Had I closed my eyes, I could have convinced myself I was standing next to any number of purpose-built sports cars after a shakedown. But I wasn’t, and had a boot full of clothes and shoes, a flask full of coffee in the centre console and 34mpg-plus showing on the readout – despite driving exuberantly.











