When I was 15,I went on a joyride in my cousin`s BMW M3.The car ended in the local junkyard,and I ended up in intensive care in local hospital,because I was in a coma.I stayed that way for one month.
When I was 17 and a half,I got hit by a BMW.I ended up in coma again.This time just 3 days.
When I Was 18 and 2 months,my gf left me for a guy who has a BMW.That guy and my ex gf are now dead,thanx to his BMW.
When I was 18 and 6 months,I got a job in official BMW service,as a car mehanic.
When I was 18 and 8 months,I started to hate BMW.
When I was 18 and 10 months,I wrote this post.I still hate BMW.And probably will forever.
No hard feelings BMW lovers.....