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Back in '98, my sis was dating this unimaginable bastard, who had a brand new M3 sedan that his parents bought for graduation. He hated the car, because his heart was set on a benz, and because it was a stick, and he couldn't drive it smoothly. At the time I knew NOTHING about BMW's, other than the owners were supposedly pricks, and that they supposedly handled well, for sedans.
My first chance to drive his M3 came after a BBQ cookout, where he had had too much to drink. My sis couldn't drive a stick, so he tossed me the keys, and they plopped in the back seat. Needless to say, I was blown away; the sound of the engine, the tight, perfect steering, the smooth shifter.....it was easily the nicest car I'd ever driven at the time.
After that, I was hooked. It took YEARS before I finally joined the family, but only because my dumb ass listened to people who told me how 'horrible' German cars are.
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