Apparently we’re not all broke
I had pulled into the Homeland store at Britton and May to snag some groceries (and to obtain some precious 91-octane fuelstuffs for Gwendolyn, who was threatening to throw an orange warning light into my line of sight), and I found myself parked next to a brand-new Geländewagen.
The G-Class is the Mercedes-Benz answer to the original Jeep and Land Rover: it fears no terrain, and it has no fewer than three locking diffs to insure that lack of fear. I didn’t see any AMG badges, so I assume this was the G500, with the five-liter V8; its Monroney sticker, still stuck to a nearly-vertical window, boasts 11 mpg in town and 15 out on the road, about all you can expect from a 5300-pound truck with the aerodynamics of a Jiffy Lube. It was all I could do to avoid looking for the actual price; the G-Class starts around $90k, but like all German automakers, Daimler has its ways of making you write bigger checks.
Gwendolyn, incidentally, returned 21.3 mpg on her last tankful.
Kay Dennison »
17 February 2009 · 12:32 am
A tank of gas in Miss Ruby lasts over a month. Pretty damn good for a lil’ old lady like her.