It’s a heady mix when you have more money than sense, or not. One angry Mercedes-Benz S63 AMG owner turned to his golf club to let off steam. In most cases, a long drive takes care of leaving worries behind. He of course didn’t see that as the right course of action, considering it’s the car’s servicing that had been pissing him off.
You could try reasoning with service guys, or like him, give the car a good walloping. Enough to smash whatever glass you see and wedge the club’s head into the body panel at gaps of five inches or so. It’s relentless, and one of those painful two minute video clips that leave you gasping.
Not surprising, no one’s tried stopping him. The last thing you’d want is to be whacked by an angry golf club wielding individual. Most likely, patience is time bound for the rich. Having encountered engine problems on three earlier occasions, he’d exhausted his calm, each time having gone back to the same dealership. With the S-Class engine stopping as it pleases, an exchange had been proposed.
So, when the car stalled yet again, he headed straight for the exchange. This time, dealership staff said the boss was away on a business trip. Wrong move. You don’t mess with a golfer. It’s club night, and two minutes on, that’s one beautiful car smashed to bits.
That’s expensive super sedan bits flying all over the place, and one less Mercedes-Benz S63 AMG on South Jordan streets for now. Good luck pacifying him. If there’s a replacement in order, the dealership will probably be kind and throw in golf clubs for good measure. At least they fit.