The car is insane. I was attending a party last night and I was picking up some friends and out of no where here comes this SL65 Black roaring through the neighborhood. I was shocked to say the least.

Luckily the owner lived right across the street from my friends house, so I engaged the owner in a friendly chat about the car, I'll keep his identity anonymous as I'm sure he'd prefer it this way, long story short, it ended up with me getting a ride in the demon.

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I sat in the car like I just got in a space shuttle, enthralled by the lights and anxious for the Gs I was about to feel. I looked at the speedometer; admiring the plethora of carbon fiber adorning the dash complementing the suede perfectly. For the first couple moments, it was silent. And I preferred it that way, it gave me time to take it all in.

He said he had no exhaust on the car. Cats removed along with mufflers, and as he slowly took off the deep, raspy purr of the V12 echoing through the neighborhood pleasantly confirmed his words.

We made a left onto a main street, rather empty. And straight. We cruised for two, three seconds and then as I knew it would, it happened. He dropped the throttle and for a second, it went quiet. I grinned as I escaped the realms of my once fantasy and succumbed myself to the brutal power of the 65. Meh, who dreams when you have this car? Dreaming is for lesser beings unprivliged to such brutal force. And as my final thoughts disappeared, I blinked. And like being atop Supreme Scream at Knotts Berry Farm, I suddenly felt my stomach go in free fall. The V12 absolutely screamed through first gear-- a unique melodic sound I haven't heard from even Lamborghinis and Ferraris filling the quiet streets of (Mexico). I saw the poor owner make a futile attempt at keeping her planted, but the rear swung uncontrollably. First left, then right, then left-- gear changed-- left, right, left--gear changed-- 90mph chirp--left--straight-- and as quickly as it started, it ended.

As we slowed, I realized I was holding onto the passenger side door handle. And holding on for dear life. Should speak volumes, because I've been in plenty of fast cars-- Lamborghini to Ferrari to MB-- but this, this was in a league of it's own. I let go of the handle, as we were now approaching a light. Glad I survived. And then for some reason, I saw him turn off the ESP. Oh lord, there's 175 of these let's not make it 174, I thought. We made a quick left turn and again, we cruised at 30 mph or so before he jumped on the throttle. And this time, I gripped that handle like it was life or death. The TQs seized my physical self and the SL went wild, it spun and spun some more, and then just when you think it caught traction, it spun again. He let off as we came to a stop sign, turning the traction control back on. I breathed a sigh of relief, you must be a pilot for the Air Force or something to have one of these as a daily.

We stopped at the stop sign, for a brief moment. And then just as I was reminiscing about the last launch, he launched again, and as the speedometer freight-trained it's way through triple digits I think I recall seeing a 35 mph posted speed limit sign somewhere and laughing. The car is dangerous. Gobs and gobs, and more gobs of power at your command. It gathers speed like nothing I've ever experienced before. Effortlessly. Violently. Swiftly. Undaunted by the laws of physics. Word to the wise, purchase this car with a young Priest and an old Priest. I'm convinced it's possessed.

One word synopsis: EPIC.

 

GREAT write up!

 

Bravo! Sensational write up..... Well done!!!!!!!

 

Sounds amazing , is your car modded so I have a bench mark on what to compare it to? Thanks

 

What, my SL600?

 

ya, is it modded?

 

never mind I answered my own question.

 

LOL! I'm so lost!

 

Is it someones on the board or just someone famous that did not want to be disclosed?

 

It's no one on the board, I asked him personally. And yeah, he's pretty famous. You gotta understand, I didn't out right ask him wether or not I could reveal his identity, so therefor I'd rather play it safe and keep him anonymous.

 

Either way Wish I could get a ride in a BS!

 

Ride of your life.

 

Oh I am sure you lucky dog! There is a FT Ball player that lives close buy and I see him driving his often! I am just gonna have to biach up and ask for a damn ride like a little school girl! LOL