It is time to surrender to
the inevitable. As the door of the Maybach 62 closes with a barely
audible power-assisted sigh, you sink back on to a bed of soft leather
bliss, reach for a silver goblet of champagne and become vaguely aware
of the mellifluous sound of a huge engine stirring into life somewhere
in the far away that is the front of the car. This is life according
to Maybach, indisputably one of the world’s greatest cars.
A curtained rear window softens the sunshine, Diana
Krall entertains with DVD clarity on twin screens and your chauffeur
fluidly guides 2.9 tons of 185 mph, more than 20 feet long, 5.5-litre,
twin-turbo V12 leviathan that is the Maybach 62, along the Victoria
Embankment. Whilst you leave London’s traffic to us, you will
be reclining at full stretch on a back seat that is like something
out of the first class cabin of a long-haul airliner — only
better, and be thinking of, well, to be absolutely frank - money.
The Maybach speaks volumes, yet in understated
tones. It is a car that only those who ‘know’ will understand
what it truly means. For they alone will know that what just drove
past, is the greatest car to have ever been built - without compromise.
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