One foot in the insane asylum
We stand at a gas station on the D8 motorway and look forward to the Aston Martin DBS Superlegger. It doesn’t take long and in the distance we see the orange-shiny body of a beautiful British coupe. As it approaches, our heart rate rises and adrenaline begins to gush through the veins. “He’s here,” we shouted. With the thunder in his back, he’s finally coming and holding our breath. We’re absolutely blown away by the design, which perfectly combines sportiness with elegance. to the driver’s seat, pausing to open the door, which doesn’t open up or to the sides, but so strangely obliquely. “Interesting,” we whisper.
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