E60 because reasons.
WARNING: Personal necdote nobody cares about ahead!
I've always liked cars, from my first words to my first toys and my first "life goals", but I remember that a particular magazine turned that liking into absolute obsession and passion: a Motor magazine featuring the E60 M5. It caught my imagination and my heart SO tight that, to this day, I have a specialy place in them for the E60 M5 and it's absurdely complicated V10 engine. I love it to bits, and that's my only reason. Nowadays, I understand the V10 engine in that car is...an ever increasing source of problems, to put it lightly. Today, I see that magazine and know it's complete and utter 🤬, it's a thinly veiled ad campaign printed in crappy paper and the chief editor is a :censored:ing idiot who's partially responsible for setting back motorsports in this country for decades (mind you, he's got a controlling influence in the country's only racetrack...and one of his sons died there because he drove into a :censored:ing lake in the middle of the track and drowned. Third world shenanigans!).
I've faced lots of heartbreak being a car nut...but the E60 M5 right here, that...that car reminds me why I am like I am. And for that, I have it on my dream garage.