Raul Vallejo, A car better than arturos (:

This car is sophisticated, this car is exotic, this car is unique, this car is pimped. It’s smooth for soft drivin’, it’s powerful to show off, it’s purely passionate on the road. It swiftly glides through the streets screaming through it’s high tech engine. It beams light through your eyes as it slides past you. It’s chrome burning paint will light up your world. But be careful because loads of chicks will chase you, who knows which one will be the unfortunate; I mean lucky one. German, it has NO top speed, it’s the new generation of the new generation. Practically impossible to dominate, this phenomenal ride will vanquish before your eyes. Slicing the wind, it’s razor fast speed will blind you, screeching through, it’s powerful engine’s roar will leave you deaf and lighting up, it’s incredible looks will mute you. This isn’t a car, cars are for ordinary people, this is far more than that, it is made for the road, cars are made for people, no machine reaches the level of this one. It’s better than the Cayenne, better than the Bugati, better than the Enzo, better than the Murcielago, better than the Mini, but not better than waffles. It’s a Porsche, a Porsche Carrera.