It’s 9 a.m. at the Algarve race circuit in Portugal. Towering grandstands are empty. The paddock is silent. Only one garage is open. Inside there might as well be a time machine. Five generations of M3, dating back to 1987, looking as shiny and new as the day they rolled off the line. And, this morning, they’re here just for me.
It’s like the Leafs opened up the Air Canada Centre so we could play a bit of shinny against Sundin and Sittler and Clark. Surreal doesn’t begin to describe it.
Time to settle it once and for all: which of these greats is greatest?