True; not false. They didn’t stick an “M” on the ass of the 850CSi. Sure, they might have done the prototype M8, but the M8 was not an 850CSi, was it?

Next.

Don’t forget the related 621 hp S70 V-12 from the McLaren F1. Nobody had anything like that. 

Nothing at all. But this post claims the “850CSi was magic.” ‘Twas not.

Party pooper here.

The 8 Series was a pig. Sure, you could get it with a manual, but with that much torque and an engine not exactly all that rev-happy, what was the point?

Also, there is a very good reason that the M people never stuck one of their (once) hallowed letters on the ass of the 850CSi: It was far more of…

“This year we are bringing goldRush Rally 9INE to some of the hottest cities in the United States.”

Nuts! I didn’t know the production number was so low. Any idea of the rest of E36 production? I always figured I would have to home brew my own with the trashed remains of a C36 and a tired E320 coupe or wagon.

Yer makin’ me weak in the knees over here!

AMG didn’t make many of them, but you could still get an E36 in any flavor of W124 you wanted: sedan, coupe, wagon or convertible. There WILL be either a wagon or coupe in my stable at some point. I want a W124 and I want performance, but I am also very partial to inline-six…

True. It was a quick-and-dirty image search for an E36.

That little, dash-top gauge cluster is hardly cheesy. It also includes the all-important oil temperature gauge, which every car should have.

The last truly great, truly legendary Mercedes-Benz. All hail the W/S124.

Afterburners need minor repair. I have the part. It’s just a five-minute fix for the new owner. Easy.

I cam here to say something about “FREEDOM!!!!!!” but then read this. Any asshole who rattle can tints his taillight deserves to be fined 80 euros, if not having his license to drive a freedom-loving, gas-sucking, fire-belching American V-8 revoked.

the head coach calls me Meat

I am a BMW guy, but, come to think of it, I have heard a lot more stories about guys’ BMWs bursting into flame compared to other cars.

This one’s about driving and a fellow gearhead whom I never actually talked to.

From St. Louis, you say. But which high school did he go to?

Just don’t take her for a test drive on a concrete road or anywhere with potholes. The driver’s seat in the Evo is one of the best vantage points in the business. The passenger? One of the worst.

What a spectacular pirouette. I didn’t know Audis could dance like that, what with all that weight up front.

Oh, I saw that. And they’re all 2015s, right? I can’t believe any of those cars have remained on dealer lots. And, yet, plenty of them do. Crazy.

The Evo is scads of fun. Brutal and devoid of any sympathy as a commuter, but, oh, man, do they drive amazingly well.

THEM: “But I don’t want to look like a soccer mom!”
ME: “You have three kids who all play soccer. That battle ended years ago.”