By naterisch
10/05/2014
I was helping a friend who just bought a ’73 2002tii. Beautiful car: Colorado orange, five-speed, Panasport wheels, air-conditioning. He’d just had it trucked in from California, and, other than flat-spotted tires and a low brake pedal, it didn’t seem to need much.
By naterisch
09/29/2014
As an adult, I have found that crying and kicking my feet isn’t always going to work when I want to have my way. I’ve tried, but it just doesn’t work. This typically happens when I’m either in traffic, short on money for bills, or dealing with some sort of illness. This time around, it was a combination of all three.
By naterisch
09/29/2014
First, allow me to wrap up a few loose ends: My 1995 318ti hatchback, about which I wrote in Roundel Magazine, is gone. Sure, I could have replaced the failed timing-case profile gasket, but I simply didn’t want to. I realize that there are those who love these M42 engines, but, in the end, I am not among their ranks. Hold the angry letters, please; all this means is that I have made a choice regarding where to allocate my time.
By naterisch
09/23/2014
I know I talk a lot about my E46 M3. I love it, though, and I am lucky to be able to drive it every day. However, I have another BMW in my stable that doesn’t get the appreciation it deserves, and it is truly our workhorse. This past week we packed up our E90 and headed up beautiful Highway 395 to Lake Tahoe for a little vacation with some of our BMW friends.
By naterisch
09/23/2014
Last month I wrote a piece, “The Two That Got Away,” that detailed how my need to be thorough in verifying the condition of cars I’m interested in saved me from buying a rusty ’68 2002—but also resulted in my losing out on a very interesting Euro Golf ’72 2002tii. In that piece, I concluded that I probably need to recalibrate my risk/reward curve: To get greater reward, one often needs to take more risk.

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