Why? Would anyone mind telling me why exactly does this car exist? Is it custom-modified for those Arabian sheiks? Because I can't seem to find a logical explanation for its mere existence. Either that or maybe I have too much estrogen in my body to comprehend.
Seriously now, just take a look at it! If it was green instead of white I would have thought of it as the four-wheeled equivalent of "The Incredible Hulk". It's simply scary-looking. Those oversized wheels in those oversized wheel arches, together with that oversized body-kit and that oversized front badge simply scream 'roid rage to me.
I'm sorry, but this car is too overkill for a lady like me. And from what I heard it's not even close to what those guys at Brabus are capable of making. Too bad there's nothing elegant about it. I mean, what's next? How will the future generations of Mercedes be modified? Will they make them eight wheel drive, like those Tatra trucks?
And take a look at that interior! You could have covered five or six full-size couches with that amount of leather. I mean, I like leather seats as much as the next person, but I have certain thresholds. For example, I don't need leather on parts of the car that I will probably never going to touch. Yet, this Brabus GLK V8 is practically filled with it. If I were of Indian descent I would probably burst into tears upon entering this car.
Oh well, this car is not a huge problem actually. Because even if I would have completely loved it, the asking price would have been too much for even my richest boyfriends. Unless you can put a good word for me at Sir May B. Bach's mansion. Just kidding, I'm not into old, disgusting, British geezers. In the end, let's just say that if I had money to burn this car would probably still wouldn't be on my shopping list.