Here I set waiting for a transport company to call and come and pick up the BMW M6 that has been in my garage for the last eight months. Oh, not to be alarmed thinking it is mine. It belongs to a friend. He needs to to liquidate his belongings so this has found a home in Kansas City. (Hi Shirley! Hi Becca!)
It is rather sad the way this car has lost value in this economy, but it is not the only thing that has suffered that fate. The interior of this thing is real leather and like butter. And pristine. You can not even see where I sat in the passenger seat. The driver's seat has a little wear, but not the other seats.
Oh, I just realized that I have to take the tag off so I better go do that little chore.
Bon Voyage Sherman's BMW!
