So for the last 2 weeks, I parked my beloved E46 in front of our Spyder in the garage.. Because of this move, I've been forced to ride the tryke more than usual. I've also been taking turns driving my Silverado and Sienna to/from work. I've also been commuting with my Harley, although with temps in the high 90's, it feels like I'm riding through a huge blast furnace and arriving at work sweating profusely and sometimes smelling like diesel exhaust (gotta love passing semis at 70 mph on the interstate).
So today, I'm driving my BMW for the first time in 2 weeks.
Should feel like the day I picked her up at Ferman BMW in Florida 18 years ago (wow, has it been THAT long ?!?!) when she was brand, spankin' new....
That is all.