By naterisch
03/26/2016
The story thus far: I paid fifteen hundred bucks for a running 2003 530i stick with the sport package. Its main demerit was the absence of the original lovely Style 42 cross-spoke alloys. In their place was a truly objectionable set of corroded Beyerns, like four cruel changelings. I railed and raged at the obvious intervention of a callous, uncaring god in my otherwise perfect world.
By naterisch
03/22/2016
Every year at about this time, an alarming number of my friends go crazy and start paying attention to college basketball, which is as good a reason as any to gamble, I suppose. (Hot tip: Put your money on a school with blue uniforms.) But since I consider even professional basketball even more annoying than their farm leagues, I welcome the opening of the real sporting season.
By naterisch
03/20/2016
The budget refinishing of my Style 42 wheels will have to wait, as the media-blasting quote from the fellow on Craigslist that sounded too good to be true—$50 to $60 for the set of four—turned out to be, uh, too good to be true (“It’ll take me a while to get to those”).
By naterisch
03/13/2016
Shed a tear. It happened. My mom finally replaced her 1997 528i. This is sad in so many ways, not least because the car had a manual transmission. Yes, that matters.
By naterisch
03/13/2016
Last week, I scored the Wheel Deal—a set of the 17x8" Style 42 cross-spoke alloy wheels that were conspicuously absent from the $1,500 530i stick sport I bought last month. I drove 2½ hours each way up to Maine, handed over a hundred and fifty bucks, and dragged home four corroded, bent wheels with garbage tires.

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