I Never Should Have Test-Driven
I feel now about non-BMW’s the way my cats felt when, some time ago, my wife tried to substitute their normal litter with some odd nature-friendly wood-pellets. The cats refused to use it, painfully holding their bladders. They trembled through the house like arthritic old men until she switched it back out.
After last night’s test-drive, everything I thought I liked suddenly sucks.