Bayerische Motore Werke (BMW)
There’s something special about classic cars. Their defined lines and established curves, strangely inviting, even to those who don’t know the difference between wheel and tire. Yet somehow, there’s a bond seemingly everyone shares over these few remaining pieces of history. It’s as though the presence of a classic car is enough for even the busiest of people to pause for a moment, if only to look and smile. But if they look twice, it’s only a matter of time before they ask.
Also, we all have fond memories involving the cars that inspire the enthusiasm we have for cars we have or want to drive. My dad had silver 1984’s BMW 520 (E28) - God, it was amazing car, trully pussy magnet in these days, when everything you could see around, was only soviet VAZ, Volgas or first cheap Opel Asconas and Audi 80 from Germany.
(Photos via Stance | Works)