Some may remember that I took in our tired '02 330 convert about a month ago
and walked out with a spanking new 335i convert.
Well, my Dad liked the car so much that day before yesterday (Wednesday) he
called up and stated he wanted to take a run out to Calabasas (where I
bought my 335i) and look around. I drove over and we hopped in his car and
went to Bob Smith's BMW. We usually try and get out a couple of times a year
and spend the day looking at new cars. Something we started doing when I was
a kid and have kept up, semi-regularly, over the years. Always just looking
but a couple of times in the 45 years or so he, or I, have pulled the
trigger and bought a car on one of our forays.
I was showing him a line of nice 5 series. The salesman was pointing out the
advantages of the car when I realized Dad had stopped and was no longer
walking down the line with us. I looked back and there he was with a funny
look on his face, standing in front of a brand new, '08 750i. I know that
We drove out of there with this:
I didn't think I'd have to compete with my 81 year old father!
It's cool though. I haven't seen him this happy since The Lakers last won a