It's an unfortunate truism that all good things must come to an end. And whilst I adored my M5, warts and all, in the end the roses had to be smelt and it had to make way for something slightly more wallet-friendly.
Sold and dearly missed.....
America is a wonderful country.
Used the CL for a trip to South Wales this month. No heroics, no back-road blasting, just a relaxed cruise down the M4.
Itâ€™s been a relatively quiet six weeks or so for the M5.
Early-morning light breaking over the Lake District. Having been holed-up in our favourite retreat for the past few days, we're now 'making progress' south.
We never have snow in this country do we? No, of course not.
A quick recap first, because itâ€™s been a while.
Allow me to bring you into my E39 M5 world by listing some figures and revealing their significance over the course of this entry: 400, 400, 30, 21, 369, 800, 900, 250, 150
A while back a powercut ground my office to a darkened halt. After an hour of jokes about paying the electricity bills we abandoned the office to work from home.
You may be wondering what this has to do with my M Coupe...