Her name was Sunshine, and boy could she shine. Richie was just a working stiff, a guy toiling for the Man – a good place to be in pre-WWII Harlem when the career alternative was to be a tough guy for the Mob. Richie was a good and decent man, a family man. The kind who went to church because his wife told him to, and made it home in time for dinner more often than not. A happy guy. Then Richie met Sunshine. And now Richie’s boys have no daddy.

The 2006 Mercedes-Benz CLS500 is the Sunshine of the luxury class. The other girls hate her because, well – it’s obvious, right, ladies? And the boys are afraid of her because they know all it takes is a glance and BAM! You’re on the phone, telling the wife you’re not coming home, not ever.

Especially not after spending $70 grand on a car.
Just as in the famous scene from Eddie Murphy’s “Harlem Nights,” sometimes a moment of weakness can have long-lasting repercussions. If buying the 2006 Mercedes-Benz CLS500 is your moment of weakness, once lust leaves the room you’ll still be left with a beautifully bodacious car that does virtually everything well, from the smooth force of its powertrain to a delightful interior, topped off by a design that speaks quite well for itself.