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Adam ///Migirov

My obsession with the BMW M3 started in 2009 when I was 14 years old. By that point the E90 M3 had been produced, but my father owned the previous generation E46 325i. While this wasn't an M car, I was still beyond excited to obtain my license and drive it as much as I could.

And drive it I did. Just about every day. Whenever anyone in the house needed anything that was just outside of walking distance, I would immedietly volunteer to go obtain whatever it was. From milk to the ever-embarrassing cosmetics that I had to go get for my mom from Ulta, it was worth it to get behind the wheel of that thing, that at the time, for me, was an absolute monster.

Then came one of the worst days of my life. I was on my way to school one morning, enjoying the drive as always, when a certain someone a few cars ahead of me decided it was a good idea to stop in the middle of traffic to make an illegal left turn. Needless to say, the result was not pretty, and me along with two other cars and a city bus paid the price for one person's stupidity. Our beloved E46 325i was totalled.

So into the car market we plunged, in search of a new addition to our garage family. At this point we had a honda odyssey and a honda accord. Both realiable and effecient machines, so we decided something fun was in order. A pick up truck was appealing at first, I mean, who doesn't love off-roading? But eventually we decided that since 99% of our driving was exclusively on tarmac, we needed a car that made that portion of the driving exciting, and what better car than another BMW?

Unfortunately, my family was never really rolling in the dough, so an M car was, once again, out of the question. We decided that whatever car we chose must have four doors and sports package (giving it a wider, lower stance, and more aggressive styling). The E90 328i was the winner. It was the cheapest 3 series, while still retaining the sporty feel, having sufficient grunt, especially in the higher revs, and the reliability of a good 'ol naturally aspirated BMW inline 6 cylinder motor.

This car was magical behind the wheel. It felt so low and planted, and boy was it fast compared to our old car. Because of it, I attended the BMW driving school to sharpen my skills, and I learned more in this one day course than most people will in their entire lifetimes of driving.

It is my goal to one day attend the M driving school and own at least two M cars in my life.