Mercedes Benz opened versus Opel - My (almost ) botched Automobiles life It's so that my current
really prefer and
fine four-wheeled base
since his purchase of a regular and welcome visitors
various
workshops across the country is. The shop owner put out red carpet when they see me go into the yard, greeting me with a handshake and let fly into a Hummer and Champganer ... Well, I tell myself again and again how people will obviously my car is different. That may be the main peculiarity is that it is precisely the model year of the MB at the expense of the buyer everything is saved on quality, save what can be broken, now what can I say here ... This is the price of my dealing with capitalism. make alone workshop sales, which the European Mercedes-workshops with me since the purchase of these
unspeakable scrap cucumber damned Monday cart sometimes beast quality but otherwise really
wonderful achievement German
automotive art enough now to the
gross annual income of a small communist
dwarf state approach.
Since then, the question arises to me, it would have for me and the dog
Gold not
Opel Commodore C from the early 80s did, so we would not then have been too young for that?
other hand, and we are back to the bitter
truth and
public confession my
MB addiction has
Janis Joplin not just singing about
Opel but over
Mercedes . How and why the time
here already reported in detail! So my
dependence therefore took their beginning and my savings account
end. It would be interesting in this context therefore the question of how would be my
Automobiles (and especially my financial) life
run, would
Janis another car
taste had, or I
other false education Unauthorised term ?
I should be (see above) may have been open for
higher truths, I had this wonderful
Opel Commodore C bought and would until now a serious advocate
be the later following
Handsaws ... The Commodore had held until today and the only one without say a word. And how in the advertisement above sees it fit to
men with
dogs excellent. Then, as now. What should I do now with my botched life, ...