I'm not gloating...well maybe just a little. I found a 2002 M5 black over black in New Jersey last weekend with 6098 miles on it. Thats right, six thousand and ninety eight. This thing is that "time capsule" car that we all hope to find some day but rarely do all the stars line up. As I looked the car over I struggled to find any signs of usage. It took a while for me to beleive the BMW sales people who told me the story of the little old broker from East Hampton who never drove it....I stood there doubting for a moment...thinking...I called my wife on the cell to get her opinion. She gave me the green light. The stars were alligning. Within the 2 hours that I spent driving and inspecting this museum piece 3 other potential buyers showed up. They circled around like vultures waiting for the moment of my indecisivness. Whats wrong with it I asked. Nothing was the reply. Any other stories? I asked. None. Clean title? Yes. One owner? Yes. Fine. Sold. Its now in my garage. Lucky me.