The end of an era
Well, the end of the 60s at least. The 1600 soldiered on with me long enough, surviving numerous autocrosses, countless mountain road blasts, and enough rain to rust through stainless steel. It was time to let it go.
So I passed it along to a friend. It has been a fun journey, but the M3 and the 328i need all my love right now.
It’s not you, it’s me.
Really. Well, it’s me and my desire for a big-ass van. Aw yeah.
February 28th, 2006 16:28
Hey, it was bound to happen. The 60s are dead, man To paraphrase from “The Big Lebowski“:
“Your revolution is over, Mr. [Webber]. Condolences. The bums lost. My advice is to do what your parents did; get a [functional automobile], sir. The bums will always lose. Do you hear me, [Webber]?”
(bracketed words are my edits, of course)
March 1st, 2006 11:16
Functional automobile indeed. Where is the fun in that?
March 6th, 2006 21:01
Alas, poor Yorick, …
Which of the remaining cars is the functional one?
March 7th, 2006 12:35
“…I knew [it, Russ-atio]. [an auto]
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: [it] hath
borne me on [it’s] back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at
it.”
(That’s right - I preserved the damned meter. Because I am a proud English Major)
Depends on what you mean by “function.” They are both functional shelter from the storms that are tearing through La Honda…