It was either a 1 or a 3, driving south towards LAX on a side street in Santa Monica. The front end looks like a tray of cold cuts that was left out too long. BMW needs to stop wrapping their prototypes so colorfully. Noticing them is getting more and more painful.
On the same trip, I noticed several new Lincolns. Why anyone would buy a car with a malformed chrome mustache for a grill is an open question.