I'm laughing right now--not at the Mercedes info, but at the thought of how such a clean car compares to the 110,000 beater mickey drives around and sleeps in Can you just IMAGINE the strewn around crumpled food wrappers, cigarette ashes, scrunched empty beer and coke cans, crusty Rosie Palmer sex towels, ketchup and saucy sauce stains, loose change in the crevices, and caked-on mustiness on the inside of the windows?

A great day just got better!