|  I really want a Mercedes Black Series AMG. It's a practical, sharp looking car, and nothing clears my head like Saturn V quality thrust. But my spouse's desire to share her dotage with yours truly conspires against it. So, after driving a BMW 6-Series and finding it a bit… sclerotic, I wandered over to my local Audi dealer in search of something slinkier and kinkier. And there she was: a brand new S5 coupe on the showroom floor, shooting me come hither glances. So thither I went. Ah, but did I tarry long enough to take possession of Ingolstadt's two-door Q-ship?
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