Our Cars--Mercedes-Benz E63 AMG
Submitted by Joe M. for Our Cars Week
I had absolutely nothing of my own--not my time (three kids under age 7 means no golf on weekends and no happy hours; and being a partner in a growing law firm means 65+ hour weeks), not my house (my wife decorates that), not even my paycheck (which goes to my family). I didn’t have time to spend the money I was making, which was fine because I did not have the time to enjoy anything I would have spent money on anyway.
Until … I got a new Mercedes E63 AMG. I didn’t replace a car with it, because it can’t be a “necessary” family car. It is all mine, and it is fast as hell and after six months of driving it I still love it every single time I get in it. Every time. No food allowed in dad’s car--no matter what. Not even a sippy cup with the lid on tight. That Tom Petty song “Here Comes My Girl” about how he’s all sad until he sees his girl? That’s how I feel when I see my car--whether it is getting in it to go to work at 4 a.m. or seeing it in the parking lot at 7 p.m. after a killer stressful day at work which will soon be followed by wifely unpleasantness because I missed dinner.
Stupid as it sounds, I at least know what I am working for now, and am feeling like I enjoy the fruits of my labor at least a little bit every day through the ridiculous (yet hidden to people who do not know the difference between an E63 and an E320) and awesome power of my car.
If I do not wrap myself around a tree on the way to work one morning (a distinct possibility, but I am trying to slow down) I am going to enjoy this car for years to come.
--Joe Moore





