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When my R56 blew up, the dealer gave me an F56 loaner. When I parked it in my garage, it seemed... bloated. I was very aware of the extra space the car took up compared to the prior occupant (probably due to the cramped space).
Throughout the eager research, excited ordering, interminable waiting, ecstatic delivery, and joyful first few months of ownership, I never failed to notice that the car was bigger than my R56. It didn't bother me, but it was a little pinging inside my brain.
Today, coming out of the store, I walked across the parking lot (1/2 mile away as per Random Internet Yahoo Parking Guidelines) and as always fondly gazed upon my eager little VO buddy behaving itself in the parking space. And for the first time, I didn't think the car was bigger. In fact, it was just the right size. And being darned cute about it.
Interesting. Now I look at it and cannot convince myself that it's bigger; it looks just right.
Throughout the eager research, excited ordering, interminable waiting, ecstatic delivery, and joyful first few months of ownership, I never failed to notice that the car was bigger than my R56. It didn't bother me, but it was a little pinging inside my brain.
Today, coming out of the store, I walked across the parking lot (1/2 mile away as per Random Internet Yahoo Parking Guidelines) and as always fondly gazed upon my eager little VO buddy behaving itself in the parking space. And for the first time, I didn't think the car was bigger. In fact, it was just the right size. And being darned cute about it.
Interesting. Now I look at it and cannot convince myself that it's bigger; it looks just right.