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.