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Yes, the bragging right continues. Sitting in an E300 bawling down the highway, fanatically weaving through traffic with speeds we’re not supposed to do
(hint) and punching every corner while emit tire-grinding-gravel orchestra for a full 1 hour 45 minutes long orgasmic experience was well, an
orgasmic experience.
The 5 E-Class test units, some without number plates were escorted by two lead C-class with one 5-series and one Lexus GS in the group as well. Headed from Glenmarie down to Putrajaya and back. Unfortunately, many innocent necks broke that day.
Ya'know, sitting in the new E-Class gave me a strange affirmative feeling, kinda like Nacho Libre’s self-bestowed wedgie, just minus the wedgie and more subtle involuntary buttflexes, especially when taking hard corners, it's amazing how your ass tenses up like that. But hey, we all have those buttflexing moments before, so don’t be reading this and going
“Eww…”
Some of you are already trying it, now that's gross. Eww...
Look! that's me!
And for once sitting in a Mercedes didn’t depict me as a balding, wrinkly elderly who's at least 52 years old, but was in fact very forthcoming to the wrinkle-free generation. Sporting youthfulness and performance while never loosing touch of luxury, I like. However, the C is definitely my
thang.
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