I've no idea why I'm so crazy over this marque. I'm not making this up, when I was 4 years old, I could name all the Mercedes models, and to date, what still captivates me is the late 1960s S-Class W108 here.

Then of course, there's always that 300SL, with the famed and revered gull-wing doors (below). I can tell you, I collected models of that in various colours, all of the same sizes.

Any Merc fan will wax lyrical about how well-built Mercedes cars are, how their safety trumps many others, and so on and so forth. But I like it simply because I like it. Like love, it needs to reason. Yes, Mercedes cars aren't the fanciest, most beautiful, fastest, fuel-efficient cars in the world, but it's that heritage, it's that sheer engineering genius. And for that, I'll be a Mercedes owner for life. Really.
Or maybe it's just because I want to realise my childhood dream.
No comments:
Post a Comment