Let me start from the beginning. I’ve always been interested in automobiles, ever since I was a young boy. I was the boy who had a box full of matchbox cars which I would drive around on the floor for hours imagining different scenarios. I had quite the imagination. As I grew older, I started to lean towards Ford trucks, mainly because my father had purchased a 2002 F-150 Super-crew. That truck was all I knew as far as vehicles were concerned, that was until I met a friend of mine: Ryan Schultz.
It was early 2010 when I decided to buy an Asus display. I searched YouTube for reviews of similar displays, and discovered a channel called “JamesRSchultz“. I watched a few videos, enjoyed them, and decided to message the owner of the channel. This owner happened to be my present-day good friend Ryan. Ryan and I had similar goals on YouTube. We both wanted to get our message out to the community about the technology we enjoyed working with. We partnered up, and eventually worked together on a website called TechInform.us.
James purchased his first car on Tuesday, July 27, 2010. At the time I knew what a BMW was, but I knew absolutely nothing about the car. I remember vividly joking about how “my future (at the time) F-250 could run over that little BMW and not feel it.” To this day I regret saying that. For the following year I knew about the car, I had learned a good deal about it, but I didn’t know anything.
August 2011, 2:00 AM. Amtrak station, Alliance, OH. I had just arrived on the 2:00 AM Amtrak train coming from Washington, DC. This was the first time I was going to meet Ryan in person. Stepping off that train onto the platform on that chilly 50 degree night sits vividly in my mind. Ryan and his friend Kennan were standing on the platform and waved me aside. Kennan took my bag and we walked towards the M5 which was, at this point, roughly two hundred yards away. Ryan opened the trunk, I put my bags in, and then got into the rear seat.
My first thought was that it smelled very nice, much like very high-quality leather. At the time, Ryan didn’t know how to work his cooling system fully, so we had no defroster on the front windshield. Kennan was wiping vigorously to keep the windshield clear of condensation. I was leaning forward speaking to Kennan when Ryan decided to pass a slow moving vehicle on a two lane country road. It was at this moment that I finally had a taste. A taste of a powerful car. It’s said that when a wild animal gets it’s first taste of blood, it will always hunt for that same taste, that feeling. I found out that it is very much the same for a car enthusiast at heart. It was at that moment when I was thrown back into the driver’s side rear seat of that Silverstone Metallic M5 like I had never been thrown into a seat in any automobile, that I finally had an inkling of what my life would soon turn into.
For a week, I cruised around with Ryan in his home town of Hudson, OH. I was slowly falling more in love with that car every day. When I returned home, I remember feeling angry that I wouldn’t be able to have the feeling of a roaring V8 anymore. I was hungry for that feeling, and I was prepared to do anything to get it.
At this point, as you can probably tell, I threw the idea of getting a truck out the window. I decided I was going to get some type of BMW.
Over the ten months following, I had graduated high school, and had started a job working for Red Lobster in my home town of Baltimore, MD. I had kept up with Ryan, but due to both of our busy schedules, we had started talking a bit less. However, I was keeping up with his M5 very closely.
July 3rd, 2012. I arrived in Cleveland, OH on a Southwest flight at roughly 1:00 PM EST. I collected my various forms of baggage, and departed the baggage claim area nervous as could be. I was beginning to sweat, and I had adrenaline rushing through my veins. This was the first time I would see Ryan, Kennan, and the M5 in over ten months. Ryan texted me telling me that he would be parked out directly south of the Southwest baggage claim. I exited the airport, and started walking. A minute later I spotted the M5. It was parked behind a Crown Vic taxi. I walked up behind the M5, tapped on the trunk, and it popped open. I loaded in my luggage, walked around to the passenger side rear door, opened it up, and got in.
For the next ten days I cruised around Hudson, OH with at this point, both of my fairly good friends. I had already fallen madly in love with the M5, but I fell deeper in love with it this time around. I had a deeper passion for it, and this was only the beginning. Ryan and I clay barred the M5 that week, and then detailed it using Zaino car-care products. The car was looking immaculate. Before this trip, I knew I wanted a more powerful E39, but it was during this trip that I finally decided that I wouldn’t settle for a 530i. I was going with a V8.
Ryan and I had our differences for a few months. We both became very busy, him with his classes at Kent State University, and me with work. Now let’s get back to Thursday, September 6, 2012.
Earlier in the day, I had been browsing eBay Motors, per usual for me at the time. I happened upon a certain car that sparked my interest. It was unlike many of the cars I had previously found, as it was for a much lower price. It was a 2001 BMW 540i/6 in Jet Black, located in Baltimore, MD. There were, however, a few catches. The car, for starters, had 226,000 miles on the odometer, and had a good bit of body damage. I could immediately see the potential this vehicle had, but I wasn’t sure I was in a position to take on such a restoration. I emailed Ryan and asked for his opinion. He basically told me that it wasn’t worth my trouble and that “It looked as if someone had been transporting battery acid in the trunk.” Much like Ben Roethlisberger, I didn’t know that no meant no. I continued to look at the car. It haunted me like a sickening disease that entire day. I decided at that moment that I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I emailed Jason, the previous owner, that day about the car. I asked many questions such as, was the body damage repairable, did the car have a clean title, and other general information about it that wasn’t included in the eBay listing.
After a few days of emailing back and forth about the car, we settled on a date for my father and I to go look at it in person, and test drive it. On September 15, 2012, I arrived at Jason’s house in Baltimore at 6:30 PM EST. He recognized me, and handed me the keys. He walked his dogs back into his house, and didn’t come out for around two minutes. In those two minutes, I failed to figure out how to unlock the car, but I did get to spend the first two minutes alone with her to collect my thoughts. We proceeded to look her over, and then we decided to take her for a test drive. At the time, I was on a learner’s permit, and hadn’t the slightest idea of how to drive a manual automobile, so my father drove. I will never forget the first time I was in that car and all eight cylinders were filled with fuel. The 300 horsepower M62TUB44 punched me back into my seat. In layman’s terms, my father accelerated, hard. It sounded almost exactly like Ryan’s M5, it was Jet Black, it was German, and it was a manual. I knew at that instant that I would own that car. We parked the car in a nearby parking lot, Jason walked back to his house, and my father and I looked the car over. I admittedly missed a lot about it, but I also learned a lot about it in the next fifteen minutes. This was the first time I ever had sat in the driver’s seat of a running BMW. The only time prior to this moment was when I had helped Ryan push in his brake pedal once. I tried to play it cool when Jason returned, but I could see it in his eye. He knew I wanted it. Like any smart man, I told him I was interested, but needed some time to think it over. I told him that I would call him that evening.
I rushed home and immediately called up Ryan. We talked for several hours while I walked all around my neighborhood. Pacing up and down my street, preparing myself to make the biggest purchase of my life so far. Minutes before I called Jason, Ryan added our friends Kennan and Robert into the call. They all muted themselves, and I dialed Jason’s number.
When I called up Jason, I offered him $3,500. He sounded like he was tempted to take it, but there was a problem. An hour earlier the Ebay auction had ended, and someone in Arizona had placed a bid for $3,800. When he told me this, my heart hit the floor and shattered into what felt like one thousand tiny shards of glass, cutting up my abdomen from the inside out. I took a deep breath, and offered him $3,600, closely followed by me calmly telling him that I was a sure buy and that he had no proof the Ebay auction would ever come through, not to mention shipping costs. There was a pause for roughly three seconds, and then my life changed forever. He told me that he could do that, and that we had a deal.
The following Saturday, September 15, 2012, was the date we set up for me to pick her up. That day started out with me heading into downtown Baltimore for MPact East. I left MPact at around 1:00 and headed for Jason’s house. I arrived some 15 minutes later. A bit of time, some paperwork, and a few handshakes later, she was mine. Again, my father drove her the 20-minute drive back to our house, and I was impressed at how she handled everything he threw at her. Keep in mind that he in no way pushed the car except for that one time on the test drive. This drive home was a walk in the park for her. He backed her into the driveway, and I took the first picture I ever took of her.
It is now Friday, March 22, 2013 as of writing this and I can say without question that I am becoming closer to her by the day. Below is a timeline of everything I have done since obtaining ownership of this phenomenal automobile.
In the first month of ownership, I did a few minor things to the car, such as retrofitting an illuminated M5 shift knob, as well as an M5 steering wheel.