I finally grasp my hands onto the wheel of the 3-series BMW, a car that has been praised by more automotive publications and enthusiasts than any other I've known. This legendary sport-sedan has been the epitome of joyous motoring and the benchmark for which other makes stake their claim.

Since I bought this with scraped-up cash it was not just an endeavor in temporary curiosity, it was a daily driver that I had to learn to like, or simply live with. My version was the 325is, a small black coupe with saddle leather interior, and automatic transmission.

One thing about BMW that confused me was how they designated their models; 528e, 330ci, 740i, etc. Upon research I learned that this represented the model, engine displacement, fuel category, and trim level. Thus, 325is meant the 3 was the body size, it had a 2.5 liter engine that was fuel injected (i), and it was the 2 door version, or sport (s). They're also code named by generation. This was in the E36 family.

But it was when I turned the ignition key that I realized there was more to this machine than mere looks and status. It was as if the car said to me "Let's go". The engine had a mean, bass note that caught me by surprise, and upon stepping on the gas pedal the exhaust pipes sang the tune with more emphasis.

Sitting in the cabin was like a lesson in ergonomics. The seats were firm, yet comfortable, and provided grip in cornering and turns. The instrumentation was subtly tilted toward me for information, and control within easy reach. The soft amber lighting was very effective without causing eye strain. Also, visibility was outstanding in all directions!

BMW was very thoughtful in convenience and practicality too. There was a removable, rechargeable flashlight in the glove box. The sunroof was conventional sliding steel but had a tilt option in its closed position for ventilation. My favorite feature was the remote operation of the on-board computer. Instead of using your right hand to press buttons in the center of the dash for information such as miles-to-empty, average mpg, etc., use the left one to push the steering wheel stalk and toggle through all the same options. This keeps your hands on the wheel and eyes on the road.

The driving experience was what made me understand the appeal of these cars and I became addicted in no time. Going 90 mph in this vehicle felt like 50. Taking a corner meant rarely having to significantly slow the car down. Doing a U-turn was just that; a U. And braking...I swear the brakes could stop a SWAT team.

I must admit I avoided Bimmers, as they're so affectionately called, because of their reputation and snob appeal. They were overpriced, overrated and overpopulated on the road to me. The most interesting thing about them to me was the neat tool kits under the trunk lid.

I drove this car for almost a year before I sold it with intentions on relocating. It will probably always be one of my biggest regrets. It was the first car that I've ever driven that made me a better driver. Before this, I had never driven anything with characteristics that perfectly matched my driving habits.

Now I get it. And I gotta get another Ultimate Driving Machine!

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