By Nate Risch
06/26/2017
Last week I attended a meeting at the BMW CCA Foundation in Greer, South Carolina. You know the place. It’s right next door to the BMW Performance Center East, down the street from the BMW Zentrum, and just across the road from BMW Plant Spartanburg.
By Nate Risch
06/26/2017
Last week, Old Blue, the ’73 2002tii, was sold. The new owner, Richard, just picked it up, and he is driving it home to Baltimore. As I am someone who appears to be the walking personification of cash burning a hole in a pocket, you won’t be surprised to learn that the money wasn’t even in the bank, much less my pocket, before I bought something else.
By Nate Risch
06/19/2017
The great Satchel Paige once replied to a sportswriter who asked his age, “How old would you be, if you didn’t know how old you was?” I think that this line must be the key to BMW enthusiasm—or maybe I am just delusional.
By Nate Risch
06/19/2017
Last week, in my column on the beauty pageant of the three tii’s side-by-side, I said that I was readying Old Blue, the ’73, for sale. Oh, boy, did I ever find the right buyer.
By Nate Risch
06/12/2017
My BMW is parked under my son’s bunk bed, and it has now been there for the past five years. Okay: Technically, only a part of the car is under his bed, and it’s not really parked there so much as it's holding up the bed.
