How a Dead French Philosopher Taught Me to Love Small Cars
The first time I ever saw a BMW 318ti in the wild, I nearly gagged. Same goes for the first Z3 M Coupe I came across. I’m not sure why, but BMW’s cult cars have a way of doing that. I’ll never forget seeing my first E36 compact and scowling as the truncated coupe drove past. It wasn’t until years later that I finally…