ENTER THE BEAST
May 04, 2020
3 minutes
BY ANDREW CHESTERTON
I DON’T CARE how masculine you are. Even if your chest hair is tough enough to cut diamond, your walls are lined with hunting-trophy heads and you shave only with a bowie knife like Crocodile Dundee, there is absolutely no way you won’t find yourself making an involuntary, high-pitched squeaking noise the first time you properly plant a foot in the Mercedes-AMG GLS 63.
It’s not just that it’s staggeringly fast, although it most certainly is that. The new
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