Ok, before i get to the pics, i've been wondering something. Last year when i saw the E66 745Li for the first time hauling ass down I-10 East in Phoenix, i thought "holy hell! that car has got to be the beefiest sounding road yacht i've ever seen!". Two days later i saw an E46 M3 tear up the pavement on Scottsdale Rd. about a 1/2 mile from the Penske Automall, and just sat in silent amazement as i watched it become a distant little dot on the other side of my windshield.
Now i don't even look twice when a 745 rolls in for programming. These days it seems to take alot more than a BMW to turn my head (see the 575M shots i took a little while back) Granted, i now know what they mean by the joy of driving and the ultimate driving machine
But have i become jaded by being surrounded by these luxury ass haulers? Am i taking for granted being able to see these things day in and day out while most everyone else on the site has to quickly yank out their cameras everytime one passes by?
I dunno, but i think this s how a junkie feels when a little of their favorite vice won't do it, so a little gets more and more (if it sounds familiar its because its close to GnR's Mr. Brownstone)..anyway, enough of my philisophical BS. Here's the pics:
Walk into the shop..now who could be responsible for these?
OOOHHH
well..you're in for tires, clutch and a flywheel anyway, so i guess you're entitled to a little fun
Am i getting a bit jaded? [continuation a year later]
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