2009 BMW M3: The Beauty of M
January 08, 2010
It's Friday morning. You're about ready to head out to work when your wife asks for a favor: Can you drop the kids off at school on your way? "Sure, honey, I can do that," you tell her. You pack up the kiddies in the back of your 2009 BMW M3 sedan, thinking to yourself that you bought the sedan over the coupe just for situations like this.
For 15 minutes you slog through city traffic while entertaining the kids with satellite radio's Radio Disney (it's for the greater good, you say to yourself). Surrounded by minivans and crossovers, you drop the kids off at their school. Now you've got another 20 minutes of commute. Your brain is largely shut down, thinking about the project you have to do once you get to work. But then a favorite song of yours comes up on the radio. Your brain flickers to life. Your fingers grip the blue-and-red stitching on the M3's steering wheel. Coming up to a right-hand corner, you reflexively snap off a quick rev-matched downshift, the M3's V8 barking in response. Yes, you think, that was kinda fun.
You've only got about a mile of city streets left to the office, but the roads are relatively clear. You thumb the M Sport button. The M3's throttle sharpens, its steering weighs up, the suspension braces itself. Now you're hard on the throttle, winging the V8 up to 8,000 rpm. Another corner. Another rev-matched downshift. Coming out of the corner, you purposely add more throttle than really necessary. The rear end swings out a bit before a smidge of counter-steer and the relaxed stability control reigns it back in. One more quick burst of V8 speed before your office building looms.
Your cell phone gets a text. "Thanks for taking the kids! Did it go OK?" You've got a grin. "Yep, it was fine," you text back.
This is why you buy a BMW M3.
Brent Romans, Senior Automotive Editor