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Pulled out of the parking lot at the end of a long and truly crappy work day, onto a mile long frontage road lined by long-empty parking lots on both sides. Absolutely stood on the go pedal of my CLK55 and didn't let off until I saw the radar cop sitting on his bike, pointing his beep-maker right at me. Oops.
He waves me over, then looped along behind me as I pulled into the parking lot.
Officer: "Bit of a rush today?"
Me: "More a whole bunch of lousy day at work getting burned off."
Officer: "I got you at 92. Limit through here is 25."
Me: "My apologies officer."
Officer: "I was ready to write you up, then I saw the AMG on your trunk.... man, I gotta admit - no way I'd be able to control myself with one of those beasts."
Officer proceeds to take a slow stroll around the car, admiring it all the way. Back at my window, he asks if he can take a look under the hood.
Me: "Absolutely officer."
I pop the hood, he pulls the release, then waves at me.....
Officer: "Come 'ere. Would you just look at this? Gawd, that is beautiful."
And we proceed to yak about cars, Mercedes, torque, and crappy Santa Ana traffic for half an hour.
Officer saddles up, and rides off into the night.
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1961 220b: first project car - sold.
2000 CLK 430: first modern Benz - sold.
2001 CLK 55: OMG the torque!!! - sold
1972 280SE 4.5: Baby Gustav
1991 300TE 4Matic: Gretel the Snow Bunny - sold
1978 300SD: Katz the Free Man - given away
1980 Redhead: Darling Wife
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