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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lee36328" data-source="post: 696876" data-attributes="member: 113">Thou shall not covet thy neighbor's....There is a lot of useful truth in the Bible. Bear with me, this is car related...“You shall not covet your neighbor's house; you shall not covet your neighbor's wife, or his male servant, or his female servant, or his ox, or his donkey, or anything that is your neighbor's.” (Exodus 20:17, ESV)That phrase, "or anything that is your neighbor's", is full of meaning. There I was, feeling pleased as punch and frankly quite proud of my ride, yes, Proverbs 16:18 warned me about that, when one evening, I had a chance to test drive a friend's M3.I should have known I was about to walk smack into Exodus 20:17, but I was weak and gave into temptation. A short few minutes later, my car that I was so proud of, seemed to inadequate by comparison, and my mind was buzzing with new projects. Add power. Reduce weight. Lower the CG. Convert to manual. Put in LSD. Buzz... buzz... buzz...What figuratively fried my brains was the e92 M3, with carbon fibre roof, and Akrapovic titanium exhaust. Which before this I have never heard of, nevermind know how to spell. I had to Google it. And oh, did I forget to mention, it was manual? A good old stick shift. Short throw of course.It was nice to see that familiar 3-pedal configuration in the footwell. Ah, the clutch, been a while since we were in touch,Still the memory is fresh, as I engage your synchromesh,Slick, slick, the shift went into gear, how I have missed you my dearTogether the V8 we shall uncork, in full fury and torque.It was that good, made me write an ode to it. No paddle paddle shifting, just the good old stick. And what a car.4 litre v8, no turbo, light weight, (did I mention the exhaust was titanium?), low cg because of the carbon fibre roof, and a surprisingly friendly gearbox. A lot of power, goes without saying, but very approachable, and happy to trundle about in town at city speeds despite all that power. And when you have some space in front of you, shift down, flex the right foot while relaxing the left (am glad I still remember how to drive manual), and just feel the machine try to rip the tarmac off.After that morphine-shot-to-the-vein experience, jumping into my car and driving it suddenly seemed so.... wah! why is my car so heavy? gear change so sluggish? body roll so much? Ha ha, guess I asked for it.And then of course, my good friend offered it to me, somewhere down the line when he gets bored with it. I fired up my Excel to quickly confirm that I cannot afford it, not now nor in the near future. Not without incurring a massive loan for the next 7-9 years at the car loan interest rates.Brings me a new insight into the meaning of Exodus 20:17. "Thou shall not covet... anything that is your neighbour's..." Sigh... yes, I know, I know. I should have known better.</blockquote>

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