My 94 325i (36) bmw

Oh how I like my 94 325i, e36 BMW.  It's like an old shirt that you have but its worn or should I say molded and shaped to your body specifically.  With 330k miles on the body, it's like all the parts are happily married or like how thanksgiving food (stuffing or dressing for example) tastes better the second day because all of the ingredience have all shared their flavor with each other.  My morning drives to work are great due to the symphony of free flowing exhaust and cold air intake slightly resonating throughout the 3.5 passenger cockpit.  Getting in my 325i is like the dude on the movie Avitar getting on and plugging into that flying thing! I've driven and worked on some much faster and nicer cars but for some reason I rather have this old car. With every acceleration, it says "more please" (with a German accent). It takes hard work and focus to not idolize this car because I really like it but I selfishly don't want God to take it away from me because he is a jealous God and with all the miles and "Dave abuse" it is His grace and mercy that holds the car altogether!