My Sweet #3

This past weekend I attended my second driving school with the BMW club in Pueblo, CO.  Words just cannot describe how much fun those events are.  I love hanging out with the guys and talkin' smack, I love seeing all of the fantastically beautiful and cool cars people bring, and I love flinging the big red bomb around the track.  ...and because of that, and because of how well she takes care of me when I screw up, I dedicate this post to her, my sweet #3.

An Ode to My Audi S4: How do I love thee, my sweet #3?

For barreling down the straightaway and braking hard and straight.

For accepting lousy downshifts, even when done too late.

For keeping all four on the track, once all the traction's gone.

In the game of brake-lift-turn-pause-gas, you're sadly just a pawn.

But I know you're having fun out there, showing the boys what you can do.

Passing in a blur of red, bidding slower cars adieu.

Running errands or on the track, being all that you can be.

Who could ask for a better car than my very sweet number 3.

      

Sniff...