When the original Aygo and its French cousins were launched, there wasn’t a great deal of competition in this class. That they felt relatively agile and were responsive enough to inputs meant that they rose near to the top of what was a fairly mediocre bunch.
This time around, things have become more difficult. There are rivals that are not only more refined than an old Aygo could ever have hoped to be but also give more driving enjoyment at the same time.
The stiffer platform of the new Aygo has cured the city car of one of its biggest dynamic bugbears: slack, lifeless steering. Now it turns with more positivity, accuracy and response; the rest of the major controls are fine, too.
It rides pretty well, too, with decent isolation from secondary lumps and bumps, which is no mean feat for a car of its light weight. Again, our impression is that there’s a touch more isolation, in both noise and composure, in an Up or i10, but the Toyota Aygo is comfortable against the rest.
However, with the past decade’s increase in class size has also come an increase in fun. The Panda is still the car for which we hold the most affection here – not necessarily because it grips hardest or shows the best resistance to understeer (it doesn’t), or even because its steering is keenest (it isn’t), but because it shows a degree of verve that its more sensible rivals do not.
The Aygo falls somewhere between them all on this count. It doesn’t quite feel as willing as a Panda to be shown the way, but there’s more vigour and response and a better-controlled body than you’ll find in the Volkswagen or its sisters.