I started out with a 1995 2500 Suburban, which I bought for like 7 grand when I was 14. It had 250k+ on the clock, and piles of sweet, sweet torque. I modified it with typical teenage reckless abandon and drove it until my dad totaled it when I was 17. It looked like this. Bug shield for days.

My dad felt very bad about totaling my car, so to make amends, he gave me my mom’s ‘97 528i, as well as unlimited access to his Silverado for off-roading and adventuring and such. This was a good deal for me. The BMW looked like this.

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Then, still a teenager, I proceeded to modify it extensively. I drove it the rest of high school, took it to college, had many epic adventures (including 9 coast-to-coast trips), and took many good pictures, such as these.

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Then I drove it all through law school until stuff started breaking (at about 220k), then sold it and wept like a little girl. I’ve had some cool stuff, but that old e39 is definitely my favorite car I’ve ever owned.