As I grew older I kept clippings of E9 coupes - their BMW code name - that I found in magazines. I pasted them on my schoolbooks and stared at them when I was supposed to be listening to my teachers. While it is possible I could have afforded one by now if I had only paid attention in class, that wasn't to be either. Other than Ferraris and Porsches, the average supercars that kids dream about, the CS and a certain Maserati Mexico, that I later purchased, were two that I wanted above all others.
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| On the search for the car of my dreams a character flaw in the CS model came to light, rust. (Photo: www.bmw6er-club.com ) |
When I reached the age of maturity (and what is that for guys anyway?), I set out to find the car of my dreams. As I soon figured out, it would be no easy task. The first 3.0 CS that I looked at was painted silver and gray two-tone with a hot red leather interior. The color combination wasn't exactly what I wanted but I investigated its condition nonetheless.
This is when I learned of my dream car's one fatal character flaw - rust. It was so corroded underneath that the floorboards were just that, boards! How can something that appears so beautiful on the outside be so corrupted under the skin? Many a person has asked this same question soon after uttering the words "I do", but I digress.
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| Even at my age I had the common sense to pass this first 3.0 CS up, and so did many others. Incidentally the car in the photos is not the car in the story. (Photo: www.bmw6er-club.com) |
Fortunately even at my young age, I had the good sense to run as fast as I could in the opposite direction of this car. Having had a previous fling with a black on red '64 Mercury Montcalm coupe that literally split in half while on a hoist, I knew this 3.0 CS was way beyond my ability (technically or monetarily) of resuscitation. And more, it was much too extravagantly priced to justify having someone else do the work. In retrospect, my choice was a wise one. The car sat in the very same spot for an extremely long time. Obviously, others felt as I did.