Julian and I warmed up our cars, sat happily back in our drivers’ seats, and anticipated the winding country drive out to Ooltewah, where we would meet up with Karey. All I could think was that, despite enormous struggle on both our parts, somehow the E30 was there in Chattanooga and in rare form. It was perfect. It felt amazing. After a winter of work right up until the minute we departed, my E30 seemed to exude excitement as it knew I was about to drive it as it was built to be driven.