Yes. :(

See! The anger has confused me to the point of being stupid.

That is part of the confusion. I hope this is not so d@mn complicated it takes some dealership minions with a tool made of unobtainium to access the go fast parts.

It mocks us. It trolls us. BMW hates the customer base. Grab the pitchforks!

WTF is that?

Gimme this. Make this again.

Oh, look. It’s the lining from the coat I had in middle school.

Oh, look. It’s KITT from Knight Rider.

This confuses me. Confusion leads to anger. Anger leads to fury. Fury leads to old Chryslers.

I want one! I promise to give it a good home. I promise to take it on twice weekly sorties where it will be able to chew on disused shipping containers. Please? Please? Please?

Upside: With the pay out from the insurance companies the owners can afford to have a turbo put on the gas engine. That and the weight savings from being battery free you may have a Prius that can boogie.

For the money that was put into making this awful thing the owner could have put that down on a used Cadillac, Lincoln or Lexus and had an actual nice car.

Effing sad.

Horrible.

Not Atlanta.

It’s Big Ennis and Little Ennis!

Now I resume my side business as a mule for Mexican drug gangs.

After a towing bill, $1,000 in parts from Summit and a few hours of swearing, laughing and taping knuckles a lesson will have been learned.

“Chains and Darryl always want to start a rumble just when I have to take a dump.”