My mate Dave, who fixes my beat-up acoustic when strings snap mid-set, has been obsessing over getting an electric car for months. He’s been pinching every penny from weekend mechanic gigs, talking nonstop about the Renault 5. Today, he showed me this Kia EV2. 25 grand, same ballpark as the Renault. We sat on the wet curb outside King’s Cross, him scrolling through the review, me sipping cold coffee left over from a kind stranger. He says it might be the one. Finally, something that doesn’t cost an arm and a leg for us regular folks.