Ah, the Ford Sierra. The controversial-at-first, aero-styled successor to the three-box Cortina. Arctic Circle correspondent Antti has one. Everybody should. It’s been a firm favourite of mine for years, no doubt thanks to years spent riding shotgun in Dad’s ’83 2.0 Ghia, with its impossibly plush velour, severely polished wood on the doors, “Graphic Information Module” and joystick for speaker balance and fade. I loved that car.
Sierras are a dying breed, these days. Huge swathes of the Sierra population were cut down in their prime in the late ’90s, chopped up as drivetrain donors for kit-car projects of various qualities. Only the very best, and most interesting, survive. One thing that separates the UK from the rest of Europe is that the three-door version was only ever sold here in two flavours; stripped bare economy or full house RS Cosworth (barring the XR4i with its different side pressings). An awful lot of the former were, over the years, transformed into replicas of the latter, often very, very badly.
This one, though, is rather more interesting than that.