I have always tried to have a nice car. I am the type that will wash his car daily during the summer time. Well early 2010 I was eligible to re-instate my license after a 3 year suspension for a drug charge, but that is another story. I was really excited as I didn't drive much during that suspension and had sold my cars over that time period. Part of the re-instatement was paying a $500 fee and taking the permit and road test again. I paid the fine and passed my written test so I scheduled my road test. I failed the road test for not cutting my wheel while parked on a hill and using my mirrors to back up along curb. I was supposed to look over my shoulder. The instructor ended up basically saying I was already set in my bad driving habits and that I should pass next time around. Such a miserable feeling waiting 3 years for your license back then failing the road test.
Two months later I was legal as these road test are booked heavily. At this time I am driving a 2000 C-class that a family member is loaning me until I purchase my own vehicle. This whole suspension I have had my heart set on a BMW 745Li. Needs to be Black on Black and has to be loaded while in excellent condition. Being from Massachusetts with the New England weather this is not a very common car in my area. Also they are not cheap if you want it mint with good miles. I haven't held a job since 2004 so a car loan was out of the question. About 5 months prior I had invested a good amount of my money into a future venture with the idea a purchasing a nice car in mind. That venture wasn't moving as quickly as I had hoped. I realize there is a NAPT series coming up at my local casino. So it was time to get lucky.
I wake up out of a blackout from the night before to my alarm going off for 30 mins. I'm like ****, I set my alarm for first event of the series. Can't remember where I went or what I did the night before but I am still drunk. I hop in shower, get dressed, and get on the highway feeling miserable. I throw on sunglasses and down a 5 hour energy. The first event is a modified shoot-out for only $200. Top 3 from 10 person table advance to combined field. I easily advanced as I won every flip in my hangover state. No need for any boring hand details but later that night we were down to 6 and I had monster chip advantage. $10,700 up top and some player were talking deals. I managed to talk them into $10k for me and they can chop the rest. Amazingly they took it. Off to the cage for $10k cash because I don't let them take tax.
Well I feel great about this start and decide to play more events. I don't recall the exact time-line but I played 5 more events. I final tabled 2 of them and cashed in another. One of the final tables, we had made a deal but it was also nice because it was a $200 a head bounty. Which I think I had and extra $2k just in black chips in my pocket. Bottom line is I had been running good and the fields were small and on softer side. My run-good carried over to the cash games. I had made about $15k in the 5-10 NL games that were running during the series. During this time period I wasn't primarily a table game player and focused on poker. I didn't party those 2 weeks so after all was said and done I was able to hang on to the $30k plus I made.
Now it's time to buy my 7-series. Like I said I am very particular about miles, condition, options, and color. There is not many in my area and the ones that fit my description are priced $25k-$30k. So after my sky high insurance is applied, plus tax and other fees I am cutting it very close. I'm making a bad decision as it is, but I decide to shop around the internet. After not much luck I increase my search to 500 miles. Then BANG! Black on Black, 2004 745Li, excellent condition, 1 owner, fully loaded with 68 thousand miles. A beauty sitting in Ohio. I contact the owner who is very business like and owns a local insurance company and try to talk him down off his $22k asking price. After a bit of back and fourth were at $20k. Well I want the car but then I factor in plane tickets to Ohio, lodging, and gas for return. So I decide that he is a good man and am going to take his photos and word on the vehicle to hold up to his claims.
We fax back a bill of sale and some other things then I mail this gentleman a certified check for $20,000. Pretty stupid on my part considering I don't have much recourse. He receives the check and contacts the bank to make sure the check is authentic. Everything checks out and we schedule a car carrier to deliver the vehicle for $280.
A week later in early April it's raining out at about 9am an I receive the call from the truck driver that he is nearby. I'm ecstatic. I meet him and pay the $280 cash and bring the car home. Everything checks out on car and I put it on the road that day. I spent a good 2 hours learning all the buttons and options. If anyone is familiar with a loaded 7-Series they understand what I mean. Everything goes fine for first five months. I learn that maintenance isn't cheap on these cars and now find out there is a small coolant leak. Over the next few months I just continue to top off the coolant. The leak continues to come faster. I research coolant leaks and realize this could be close to an $8k fix because you have to pull the whole engine out to get to it. It finally got so bad that I filled the coolant all the way and the engine started to smoke 10 minutes later because it all just poured out. Now the car is basically shot unless I dump $8k into it because I don't have a warranty. Wait a second I do have a warranty. I have full coverage.
I get in touch with a friend on tough times and tell him I've got a job for him. I told him it pays $200 and he is eager to get it done. All he has to do is crash my car head on into a tree at 35-40mph. So I pick him up and we scout out the location. We do a couple test drives by and pull around for the real one. I get out of car and wait across the street from the tree. It was scary and funny at that same time watching him come ripping down the street, hop the curb, and stop dead on an oak tree. What a sound too. Neighbors came running out to see what happened and if everyone was okay. Airbags went off and car is smoking. He rolls out the driver side door pretty shaky. The car is definitely totaled. I call my girlfriend to come pick me up and the cops show up to do an accident report. I told them I looked down and hit the curb, then hit tree. My friend is complaining about his back and saying he wants to take ambulance that the police offered. I told him to get up that it was a $200 job and that he's not suing my insurance. We both leave once the tow truck arrives.
2 weeks later I receive my insurance check for roughly $20k. That was quick and I didn't mind the brand new Cadillac CTS I had under my rental insurance coverage. So I milked that out as long as I could and started hunting for another 745 because I just don't learn my lesson. During the hunt I lose my license again but that is another story. So lets fast forward to May of 2012. I knew was suspension was ending and had already been searching the internet. The prices on these cars had dropped over past couple years and I wanted another one. Still not eligible for a bank loan so it is a cash option only. I really preferred the body on the 745 compared to the 750 which came in 2006. Also the price and insurance difference leads me to go with a 2005 745Li. Same story as before, all though you can find more in my area at this time only that they are all in really bad shape. But you know what, I feel like i'm a Big Deal and want the 760 package. I need rear-reclining seats, fridge, DVD/entertainment control, heated/cooled/massage seats, and obviously the privacy curtains all in the backseats. Now this is a rare package and also needs to be Black on Black in excellent condition with good miles. I expanded my search all the way to Houston Texas. These cars are more common down there because of all the oil executives who must have been driven around in them when they were first released. I contacted the owner through text and I never haggled the asking price of $17k. This car was perfect, had Lexani 22's and the 4 original 19's. Only problem he said was driver side window wouldn't go down. We talked through text for 2 weeks until I booked my flight to Houston because this time I want to see the car first because I didn't give him as much credibility as the last gentleman.
Its a Sunday night and I am at a local card game. My flight leaves Boston at 630am. I have a rental car and poker Jay with me and decide to just stay up all night and drive straight to the airport. So Jay torches two $100 stakes at the game and I make $400ish. Then we leave to pack a bag for me and hit the turnpike to the airport. I leave him with the rental until I return and get in line to get to the plane. I'm hoping I don't get stuck next to anyone but end up having the one girl I was checking out while waiting for the flight to board in my section which was nice. It was 3 seats and we left the middle open. She seemed pretty nervous about flying as I was too. We talked for a bit, she lived like 45 mins away from me in the sticks and was going to a family members graduation I believe. We had our first layover and we parted paths, I should have got her number but when i'm sober i'm too reserved with those situations. I land in Houston at like 1030am. I am still texting this guy and ask for address to his house so I can take a cab there. Houston is huge by the way. 20 mins into cab ride I ask how much further and they say about an hour and a half. That's it, I have the cab driver pull over off the highway and finally call this guy. I thought he lived in Houston from the ad. I ask him to come meet me with the car because I also need to go to the bank if everything checks out. He said he has to work and tomorrow will work better.
Now i'm in what I would call the Mexican part of Houston on foot and find a Mexican hotel. Hotel is nice and charge me about $200 for a night and make me wait until 4PM check-in. So I wonder the streets and stop for pollo at a Mexican shack. What a different world compared to Mass but i'm cool with it. I don't do to much after I check-in but make phone calls and wonder around the area. The owner of the car prefers I get ride to meet him the next day or wait until his weekend. So I arrange for a cab ride the next morning. I believe I'm quoted at $200. Cab arrives and I check-out. We stop first at a Bank of America branch and get a certified check for $17k and head to his local credit union an hour and a half away.I get there early and sit outside with my roll away luggage bag. I finally see the car pulling in 20 minutes late and walk right over to where he parks. I'm checking out when all of a sudden a cop is yelling at me. He was with the bank supervisor and don't take kindly to large bags being left outside a bank. He wanted to see ID and explain what I was doing. I opened my bag so he could see a laptop and a change of clothes and finally let me go. The only thing that wasn't described about the car was the cracked windshield which he says cost to get fixed but I know in mass that windshield coverage is free with no deductible. So no big deal. We go into the bank and sign paperwork and I am off with my new car. He lets me keep plates to mail back so I can drive.
I pull out of bank very happy and hoping that cops doesn't pull me over. I stop in a parking lot to make phone calls and take pictures off the car. When i'm ready to leave the car won't start. What the ****. I call the guy and he comes to meet me and explained that it was sitting for a while and that when it does, it has troubling starting. I am not happy but whatever I'll get it fixed. He jumps the car with his girlfriends car and I'm off back to Houston. I got in contact with a car carrier and met them in Houston. Weird thing about it was the guy was from where I was from and ended up charging me $400 to bring it home. So I called a cab to take me to the airport and booked and hopped on a flight home. I had a 1 hour layover in Philadelphia and grabbed a bite to eat. I called up my gambling buddy James and told him when to meet me at Bradley. We decided we would head straight to the casino because that's how I roll. Finally landed and we booked a room at Mohegan and were on our way. Can't remember details of that night but think it was a $2k loss, no girls, and a lot of alcohol.
5 days later my car was back in town and I went to pick it up. Was pretty dusty from trip but still amazing. It started just fine and I headed straight to the car wash. I drove with the Texas plates for a few days until I put it on the road here in Mass. Once it was insured I called in a claim saying a rock hit the windshield and they sent a company out to replace it. I got the driver side window fixed and the car ran fine. I was partying alot and driving drunk. I hit a pot hole and cracked a wheel and had to throw the original wheels on which are still nice. I side swiped a guard rail leaving the clubs and called in a claim saying I was parked on the street and a car must have hit it and took off. Got that painted new. When I needed brakes replaced I figured I would save some money because I remembered what the BMW dealership charged. So I had a friend who was a service manager at Ford have them done there. Bad idea because they didn't know how to reset the sensors and brakes were still squeaking. Plus day after they worked on it the car wouldn't start and I had to jump it. I sent it in 2 weeks later to have brakes looked at again. They weren't sure why it was still squeaking and sent me home. Next day again the car wouldn't start after going there. I jumped it and ran an errand. Later that day it wouldn't start again. I jumped it and left it running. I went down to the Italian club where they ran card game to talk to a few people and left my car running while I was inside so it wouldn't die. I got carried away and 40 mins later someone came inside saying that my car was smoking. I ran outside and it sure was. I shut it off and fluids were leaking. I think the radiator was blown and a hose wasn't attached. What the ****. After it cools down I try to start it but it won't. I hook up jumper cables and get it running so I can at least get it home. As soon as the jumper cables were removed it died.
Looks like more money to be invested into this older car that I loved. It was once a $100k+ car. Now it's a money pit that won't start. Well where it was left that night is a bad section. So I lucked out and it was stolen
. Insurance paid me $19k about a month later. At the time i'm writing this I am so sick I still want another one. Maybe a 07 or 08 750Li. That's going to have to wait because my license is suspended again, but that's another story.