After the noticeable changes to the 124’s bodywork, it’s a little disconcerting to find the 124’s cabin so dependent on smoke and mirrors for a sense of identity.
Whether or not this is a problem is wholly subjective, though, because – objectively, at least – the interior remains a dainty and very dapper masterstoke.
You sit splendidly low, everything around you aesthetically pleasing and well put together, and aside from the fact that you’ll unwittingly click the infotainment controller down with your left elbow and there’s almost nowhere to put anything, it’s all beautifully organised, especially when you take the car’s diminutive size into account.
Abarth’s embellishments are, if anything, even milder than those enacted by Fiat. Most notably, you get the scorpion badge, a larger edition number plaque, a vividly red rev counter and a button to engage Sport mode.