Written by Adam Bell on June 8, 2005
Our BMW
Which art in the garage
Hallowed be thy drive shaft
Thy service interval come
Thy will be done
At Max's as it is in North Hampton
Give us this day our daily gasoline
And forgive us our double line passes,
As we forgive those on cellphones who do not see us.
And lead us not into cheap Japanese bikes,
But deliver us from poverty.
For thine is the B,
and the M,
and the W,
for ever and ever.
Amen.