Fairly good read.
http://www.detroitnews.com/story/op...eview-three-wild-compact-cars-face/104028758/
http://www.detroitnews.com/story/op...eview-three-wild-compact-cars-face/104028758/
Next to these two wing nuts, the squat $39,560 Focus RS looks positively working-class. No exotic triple or quad pipes here - just twins. No wing, just a big, hatch-hitched spoiler. The face is inelegant - its bumper stuffed into its enlarged grille like Rocky Balboa's mouthpiece. But like Rocky, this thing is a champ.
Underneath its hood are 350 horses and the most sophisticated powertrain of the lot: a torque-vectoring all-wheel drive system with twin rear clutch packs that speed up the outside rear wheels for better rotation (the STI's AWD system uses inside-wheel braking). Fifty horses shy of the Focus RS, the Subaru STI still matches the Focus on zero-60 and quarter-mile times. But despite its cosmetic upgrades, the STI did not get sister Impreza's all-new architecture - an oversight that also puts it a generation behind the Honda. The old bones of the Focus are no match for Honda, either - but its powertrain compensates.
On track at Waterford Raceway, the Ford rotated nimbly through the long, challenging Carousel - then put down the AWD power on exit.
The hard-backed seats and stiff suspension of the RS will beat you up around town, though, the nose porpoise-ing along Detroit's choppy roads. Type R's comfortable thrones are better daily wear. The Subaru's Recaros? Somewhere between the two.
On the road, the Type R may be a Rottweiler off its chain - bounding around country roads looking for something to chew on - but its Comfort setting is the most livable, dialing back the ride from rock hard to merely stiff.
The four-banger of the RS brings welcome character. It roars furiously with the pedal down, then farts and pops when you let off. It's wonderfully obnoxious compared to the STI's flat-4 VW Beetle-like putter, and the Type R's generic bark.
If you don't know how to drive a stick, you're in the wrong aisle. These bad boys come manual only.
The Honda's silver ball-topped shifter is the standout here, its short throws making for easy box navigation. It's an entree to the car's well-thought out ergonomics from seats to center console to easy-pull rear shade. Even with the third pipe exhaust resonator the car is quiet inside.
Infotainment systems? Huh? Are the cars not entertainment enough? Suffice to say all offer Apple CarPlay/Android Auto apps to get you to the local track.
I am also biased to the hot hatches - the RS and Type R's five-door utility matching their performance. Load 'em with luggage for South Haven, blitz Gingerman Raceway for track day, then hang at the beach afterward. The STI sedan is less space efficient - but at least you can dry your wet towel over the rear wing.
The verdict? Focus RS is the performance champ, but the content-rich Type R lays down a new marker of wing-bling affordability for a cool $5K less than its rivals. The STI, meanwhile, plots in the shadows. When it gets the Impreza's new chassis, watch out.
Underneath its hood are 350 horses and the most sophisticated powertrain of the lot: a torque-vectoring all-wheel drive system with twin rear clutch packs that speed up the outside rear wheels for better rotation (the STI's AWD system uses inside-wheel braking). Fifty horses shy of the Focus RS, the Subaru STI still matches the Focus on zero-60 and quarter-mile times. But despite its cosmetic upgrades, the STI did not get sister Impreza's all-new architecture - an oversight that also puts it a generation behind the Honda. The old bones of the Focus are no match for Honda, either - but its powertrain compensates.
On track at Waterford Raceway, the Ford rotated nimbly through the long, challenging Carousel - then put down the AWD power on exit.
The hard-backed seats and stiff suspension of the RS will beat you up around town, though, the nose porpoise-ing along Detroit's choppy roads. Type R's comfortable thrones are better daily wear. The Subaru's Recaros? Somewhere between the two.
On the road, the Type R may be a Rottweiler off its chain - bounding around country roads looking for something to chew on - but its Comfort setting is the most livable, dialing back the ride from rock hard to merely stiff.
The four-banger of the RS brings welcome character. It roars furiously with the pedal down, then farts and pops when you let off. It's wonderfully obnoxious compared to the STI's flat-4 VW Beetle-like putter, and the Type R's generic bark.
If you don't know how to drive a stick, you're in the wrong aisle. These bad boys come manual only.
The Honda's silver ball-topped shifter is the standout here, its short throws making for easy box navigation. It's an entree to the car's well-thought out ergonomics from seats to center console to easy-pull rear shade. Even with the third pipe exhaust resonator the car is quiet inside.
Infotainment systems? Huh? Are the cars not entertainment enough? Suffice to say all offer Apple CarPlay/Android Auto apps to get you to the local track.
I am also biased to the hot hatches - the RS and Type R's five-door utility matching their performance. Load 'em with luggage for South Haven, blitz Gingerman Raceway for track day, then hang at the beach afterward. The STI sedan is less space efficient - but at least you can dry your wet towel over the rear wing.
The verdict? Focus RS is the performance champ, but the content-rich Type R lays down a new marker of wing-bling affordability for a cool $5K less than its rivals. The STI, meanwhile, plots in the shadows. When it gets the Impreza's new chassis, watch out.