[MrGatsby]

My lovely girlfriend came into the bedroom this morning with a cup of hot coffee and a yellow paper in hand, the bill of just over $1300 for a set of Michelin PSS.

The question came. Like Thor's hammer smashing down upon fine china, her jaw dropped, eyebrows raised, and arms folded. She asked the dreadful question, "why do you spend so much on your car?"

I point to the copious amount of Chanel makeup and "rose petal face creams" in the adjacent bathroom, and her arms fold a bit tighter.

I told her, "well darling, I could explain in detail the benefit of a set of PSS, with the superior lateral G's and sidewall strength, or I could show you."

So we proceed down to the garage where her VW Tiguan sits close to my E92 and I hand her the key's. I have yet to let her drive it. She gets in, and we start in D2. I guide her towards the nearest twisty's, and tell her to press the M button. Now armed and ready, she's off. Initially she's cautious. Familiarizing herself with the paddles and shifting at around 3500 rpm. She seems unimpressed. As she gets more comfortable with the car, she starts to open it up. Now using the paddles quite well and holding gears to near redline, this massive grin lights up upon her face. She carves the road, hugging every corner and flooring it through the straights. After nearly two hours and a half tank of gas, she doesn't want to go home.

Finally we proceed back to the house and she asks how she can make her Tiguan "feel like that". While I explain that's quite the tall order, she settles for an APR chip tune and intake for her 2.0t which she bought on her dime. I could not have loved her any more than this moment.

These M cars truly are something special, so special in fact that they have the ability to turn an angry girlfriend into a very, very happy one. A feat not much can successfully do.