I toggle between decades as I think. It’s 2025, and I’m pacing a modern office, but one blink and I’m in the past with a good friend and riding shotgun. The car door shuts with that unforgettable “D chord” dong accompanied by a satisfying click. A drumbeat of confidence.
In the pre-neon glow of the past, that BMW felt like a spaceship and a fortress at once. Back to now — I can almost feel the finely aged leather under my fingers instead of this keyboard. Why is this old car calling me? Because it’s a proof point.
Proof that engineering excellence stands the test of time. I catch my reflection in a window and in my mind it doubles with a younger me, eyeballing success in the form of a Bavarian badge. This isn’t midlife crisis; it’s strategy.
Find the classic that still runs like clockwork, and remind everyone: sometimes the boldest innovation is holding onto what works.