To fix or not to fix—that is the question.
Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the repair bill of a 100,000-mile service on a ten-year-old E90, or suffer the slings and arrows of driving a lesser car. To drive, to drive fast no more, and by drive fast no more would be to not drive a BMW. But the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that would come from knowing the beauty of driving a well-maintained BMW and not doing so anymore. To drive, perchance to drive fast. Ay, there’s the rub, for in driving fast, what dreams may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause. There’s the respect of knowing we drove and maintained a BMW. For those that must bear the whips and scorn of a lesser car, yet never know the pangs of loving a BMW is the conundrum of life.
Just another thank you to Chris and Tyler for my 100K service on my ten-year-old E90. I cannot believe how well the car is driving. I swear, if I didn’t look at the odometer, I would think I were driving a new car. Chris you have again exceeded my expectations. The service was done in an expeditious manner, and all is perfect. I could not have wanted more. Moreover, the money I saved by taking the car to you instead of the dealer will buy some nice treats for my dogs.