As this is my first blog, I feel that I need to tell you a little about myself:
Born and raised Savage, Minnesota, I will never have a trust fund, allow my children to live off a trust fund, or even be remotely considered a ‘trust fund baby.’ But I would drop what ever I am doing to ride in their daddy’s yachts, go up to their families ‘cabin’ (which is usually more impressive that their house, and has a toy collection that rivals a Yamaha showroom), or drive their cars. Well, that is if their car happens to be THE Mercedes CLS 55 AMG.
Last Thursday I spent the day in one of the hottest cars in Tinseltown, or as was the case on Thursday, on 35W-S. The hours in the day weren’t long enough as I tried to savor each and every stare I got on the road as I drove what is (and will be) the nicest car that I had ever ‘owned.’ I felt as though I was playing house as I tried to convince my younger sister that my job had given me the car for the summer because I run a lot of errands for the company, and as I rolled the windows all the way down so that the tell-tale stickers on the windows were hidden.
As nice as the CLS 55 was looking, the true beauty of this car is under the hood. Let’s just say that I went 0-50mph in 4 seconds, and the only reason I stopped at 50 was that I didn’t want to speed- but the car did. That car is made for speed, especially with a jaw-dropping 476 horsepower powered by a 5.5-liter supercharged V8 engine.
I picked up my dad and drove him around for a while because he is a car-freak, and let him get behind the wheel- just for a little bit though, because I was having too much fun. He was pretty quiet about the car until he got behind the wheel and let the pedal touch the floor once the light turned green. “Holy s*@#!,” was the reaction that let me know that he approved.
Yes, the engine is a little extravagant for a 4-door luxury car, but this car is on a whole other level than the Lexus and Infiniti high-end cars that speckle the roads in Wayzata, Edina and Minnetonka. The CLS 55 AMG says I have money, I take care of myself, and I’m here to party.
With a statement like that, it is easy to see why this car can please just about anyone (with a cushy bank account). The Edina mom likes the design and the features, the Wayzata dad likes the speed, and the Holy Angels trust-fund kid likes how the Harmon Kardon speakers can out-power the other kid’s systems in the high school parking lot.
The day after I had to let the CLS go and hop back into my Mazda 626, I had another run-into with a CLS 55 in Stillwater of all places! After an interesting party-bus ride to the Freight House in Stillwater, my girlfriends and I met a bunch of hockey players from BU, one of whom had just been signed by the Pittsburg Penguins. Towards the end of our time there I witnessed the conversation between the Penguin and his sober cab, who was holding up what can only be described as a good memory. He was holding up the CLS 55 key, which actually looks more like a USB flash drive than a regular key, and didn’t understand how this was going to start the car. I ran over and quickly asserted myself as the CLS 55 expert that I had become, and became attached at the hip with the Penguin to assure that I would be able to drive the CLS 55 again for many years. Look for wedding invitations in the mail come the end of next week.
Cydney Wuerffel (for now)
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