A close friend has a BMW M5 for his summer fun car in addition to his '70 Cuda. He has to take it in to BMW to keep the warranty in force. Last summer he dropped it off for a bunch of service interval-type stuff. He was there to pick it up first thing in the am. He took delivery of it and noticed the rear tires were now bald. He located and then escorted the dealership owner to the car, showed it to him, and then showed him the rubber in the wheel wells. The owner walked into the service department, found out who the tech was, and walked out into the shop with my buddy in tow and sent him home for the day without pay. I almost liek the biker's response better...lol.
