
imp:
Here is a little thing I wrote a while back about my ride on this thread:
http://www.bmwfanatics.co.za/showthread.php?tid=17439&pid=160459&highlight=buy+lunch#pid160459

imp:
OK, so here is what I did...
I excused myself from the office, stating that I had to go and buy lunch, and I rushed down 7 flights of stairs, because the lift was going to take too long to get me down to the parking, and to where my baby was waiting for me.
I swear to you all it was as if she was smiling when she saw me, and when I pushed the remote to open her, she politely flickered her indicators at me, then I opened her up and got inside her, slowly pushing my key into her ignition, only to hear her come alive as I twisted the key, closed the door, and put her into gear, dropped the handbrake, and slowly eased the clutch to let her creep forward, out of the parking area.
As soon as I turned into the road, exiting the building it was as if she was begging me to go hard on her, as if she was reading my mind, willingly letting me rev her up and dropping the clutch, she jumped, giving me a slight warning flicker on the dash, DSC, ensuring me she was there for me, keeping me safe, no matter what, and I took her word for it when I rounded the first corner, she gave me the satisfaction of breaking out the rear, just enough to give me goose bumps, before taking over control, and putting me back in my place.
2nd, into 3rd, and obviously no longer doing 60, I had to slow down because the lights were red, and then green and we are off again, I can hear her scream with total commitment, as I give it to her hard, shifting just before she hits her limiter, making sure not to damage her, and she screams with the sound of a wolf telling the world to watch out, here comes perfection, I shiver, no, quiver with delight as I hear her straight 6 heart beating, knowing that i must be the luckiest guy in the world, but then...
I realize I have to get back to the office, so I turn her around, reluctantly, but knowing that it's only a few hours till I get to do it all over again, and she won't mind one bit. As I steer her into the parking area at work, I can feel her telling me to make her scream out just once more, making her voice echo through the basement, giving me a final pleasure before I let her rest, turning the key, she goes quiet...
...and as I step away, pushing the remote, she blinks at me once more, as if to say: "till next time cowboy!! Till next time!!!"

imp: