Southern, embarrassed to admit, but I do not check my pressure regularly. Only if there is a TPMS warning and even then it would have to be recurring. I have no clue what pressures i am running at lol.
Congratulations, your actions mimic my level of mechanical prowess lol. Okay, I'm not that useless, but I admit that I am limited and welcome computers' abilities that make my life easier.
As an aside, last weekend when I was waxing my car I decided I'd take the wheels off to give them a good thorough cleaning and subsequent coat of wax to help keep them clean with minimal effort. I go into the workshop, get the big jack and four stands, place them in the vicinity of the wheels, and then remembered I needed to find the reinforced area to jack it up. Pulled out my manual, found the spots, saw the funky little protrusions that I assume the jack fits into, and realized my trust 'ol jack want the right tool. My dad took a look and said to use the jack in my trunk. Without thinking, I open the trunk, and the second that annoying manual lid pops open, I have my second "oh sh!t" moment as the blind obedience faded and was replaced by the RFT/lack of a jack realization. The manual says that these tools can be obtained from your service center. At this point I said screw it and went on with the my normal routine, though slightly bummed.
I completely understand BMW not wanting (or expecting) their (average) customers tinkering with these machines, but the inability to jack up the car for the most basic task caught me off guard. My dad's a mechanical engineer, so he's pretty well versed in the mechanical aspects of cars and has always enjoyed doing most maintenance and repairs himself. I know the fact that he can't tinker with my Bimmer kills him a little bit. My point is, I have learned enough to change a tire or my oil (not this car, obviously). I may not be a fan of such manual labor, but it at least made me feel a little less useless. I get the motivation to undertake a simple, unnecessary, anal chore like waxing wheels, and BMW slaps me on my wrist and says, "Don't touch! Just swipe your plastic and go relax in our lounge, have a cup of coffee, or buy another car." I guess it was a tad naïve to expect anything else from the BMW ownership experience or to think that owning this car would improve my automotive mechanical skills and result in abrasions on my knees and dirt and grease on my hands.
That's my soapbox speech the for the week, and the result of a long, boring trip home from a wedding
I guess if this is the worst part of the BMW ownership experience, then I can't complain :thumbup:
