As a lil boy born in USSR, anything other than a Lada was a dream car. However, nothing beat the 288GTO, a Viper and later on the V10 M5.

I drove the Viper, which felt like a rocket strapped to my son’s Radio Flyer Wagon, so decided to spare my wife the occasion of becoming a widow.

The V10 M5 is my daily driver and boy did it deliver on the performance and sound expectations. Plus after 3 years of searching, I found it in Bronze and manual, stuff Jalops wet their pants about.

The 288 GTO is unobtainium and unfortunately I’ll probably never have the chance to drive...