One of my Instagram followers asked me if I’d be sad to turn in the BMW M5 when the test week was over. My answer was an immediate and plosive: No! Not that the M5 isn’t a phenomenal vehicle. It is. I loved it. I loved driving it. I loved shifting the gears. I loved merging with traffic. And I especially loved the looks I got when the gear heads I passed realized a girl was at the wheel. But, this car is a lot of work. It’s a very technical clutch and you really have to think the entire time you’re driving. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, mind you. It’s just a lot to take in for a 1-hour commute in traffic. Then again, perhaps that’s why there’s only one cup holder in the front. The driver doesn’t get a beverage.
So, while this car was great for a week — and would be awesome as a some-time second car — it isn’t a great every-day driver for the average Chicagoan. My analogy for the week: The BMW M5 is kind of like LA. It’s a nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there. And like a lot of the residents of LA, it sure is pretty to look at.