Bugatti Quotes

What color is your Bugatti?

[A Bugatti Veyron is] quite the most stunning piece of automotive engineering ever created....At a stroke then, the Veyron has rendered everything I’ve ever said about any other car obsolete. It’s rewritten the rule book, moved the goalposts and in the process, given Mother Nature a bloody nose.

Nick sat on the stairs, completely comatose. He stared straight ahead as if he'd been frozen in place. "Nick? You all right?" He didn't respond. Kyrian moved around him until he stood in front of him. He snapped his fingers in front of Nick's face. "Kid?" Nick blinked before he met Kyrian's gaze. "I'm not worthy," he said in a breathless tone. Baffled by his comment, Kyrian stared at him. "What?" Nick gestured towards his cars. "Dude that's a Ferrari, Lamborghini, Bugatti, Alfa Romeo, Aston Martin, and a Bentley. And I'm not talking the cheap models. Those are the top of the top of the top of the line, fully loaded. I swear, that's real gold trim in the Bugatti. There's more money in metal in here than my brain can even tabulate. Oh my God! I shouldn't even be breathing the same air." Kyrian laughed at his awed tone. "It's all right, Nick. I need you to clean them." "Are you out of your ever-loving mind? What if I scratch them?" "You won't" "Nah I might. Those aren't cars, Kyrian. Those are works of art. I'm talking serious modes of transportation." "I know, and I drive them all the time." "No, no, no, no, no. I can't touch something so fine. I can't" Kyrian cuffed him on the shoulder. "Yes, you can. They don't bite, and they need to be washed.

I cut fake people faster than Bugatti reaches its 100 miles speed. I often tell myself, this is called "Art of Living".

Kid?” – Kyrian “I’m not worthy.” – Nick “What?” – Kyrian “Dude, that’s a Ferrari, Lamborghini, Bugatti, Alfa Romeo, Aston Martin, and Bentley. And I’m not talking the cheap models. Those are the top of the top of the top of the line, fully loaded. I swear, that’s real gold trim in the Bugatti. There’s more money in metal in here than my brain can even tabulate. Oh my God! I shouldn’t even be breathing the same air.” – Nick

I looked him up and down. Once before I’d seen Jericho Barrons wearing jeans and a T-shirt. It’s like sheet-metaling a W16 Bugatti Veyron engine - all 1,001 horsepower of it - with the body of a ‘65 Shelby. The height of sophisticated power sporting in-your-face, fuck-you muscle. The effect is disturbing. He had more tattoos now than he’d had a few days ago.when I’d last seen him wearing nothing but a sheen of sweat, his arms were unmarked. They were now sleeved in intricate crimson and black designs, from bicep to hand. A silver cuff gleamed in his wrist. There were chains on his boots. “Slumming, huh?” I’d said You should talk, said those dark eyes, as they swept my black leather ensemble.

Although helpful, a disembodied hand on the Bugatti’s steering wheel was a bit creepy, especially because this one was hairy and had No More Pies tattooed on the back.

Well not bad, not bad indeed." she smiled as she walked to her car. Her car was nothing fancy, well, according to her. She owned a 2013 bugatti with a leather interior.

As the parts that made the Bugatti were pulled apart and twisted, the information that was embodied in the Bugatti was largely destroyed. This is another way of saying that the $2.5 million worth of value was stored not in the car’s atoms but in the way those atoms were arranged.

Richard Branson's Thoughts While Drinking Coffee at the Ritz I can't decide whether to buy an Aston Martin One-77, a Saleen S7, a Ferrari Enzo, a Leblanc Mirabeau, a Lamborghini Reventon, a Bugatti Veyron 16.4 Grand Sport or a Koenigsegg CCXR. Hmm... What the hell, I'll get them all. It's good to be a fucking billionaire.

And remember when I said that Liam doesn’t spend money to the excess? I take that back. I might not be a car expert, but I know a Bugatti Veyron when I see one. And that’s what I’m looking at right now. A sexy-as-hell Bugatti. “This car is a total babe magnet.” I run my fingertips over the smooth, shiny black paintwork. “Like its owner,” he says, shutting the trunk with a soft clunk. “Ha!” I laugh. “Seriously though, you could look like the Hunchback of Notre Dame and still score a supermodel if you had this car.” Liam gives a mock-offended look. “I hope to fuck you’re not implying that chicks only dig me because of my car.” I laugh again. “As if. This is the first time I’ve seen your car, and I totally dug you long before this.” He comes around the car, toward me. Standing before me, he takes my face in his hands, tipping it back so that I’m looking up into his eyes. Leaning in, he softly kisses me on the lips. “I kinda dig you, too, Boston.

Lord pls give me quality problems like where to bank my Billions!which country to go shopping,should I buy a Bugatti or Ferrari?problem like where do I park my Jet Eleda masun!!!Oya turnup

Во время съемок программы Motorworld мы проехались по горным итальянским деревушкам в составе целой кавалькады. Впереди на Ferrari 355 рассекал я, затем двигался наш директор на Bugatti ЕВ110, а замыкал процессию продюсер, мчавшийся на фиолетовом грозовом облаке под названием Lamborghini Diablo. Для обычного человека встреча даже с одной из этих машин становится впечатлением на всю жизнь, а увидеть все три сразу, да еще на улице своей родной деревни — это как однажды вечером вернуться домой и найти у себя в комнате комету Галлея. При виде «феррари» люди выбегали на улицу, при виде «бугатти» они начинали восхищенно кричать, а при виде «ламборгини» некоторые даже падали в обморок от восторга. Если бы такая кавалькада проехала через английскую деревню, то сельсовет немедленно созвал бы на митинг всех жителей до последнего пастуха, и они в гневе постановили бы не только построить объездную дорогу, но и понатыкать на главной улице метровой высоты «лежачих полицейских».

With Bugatti thinking that I was trying to set him up, I probably should have gone to my Jersey home for the night. No one knew about that place, but I couldn’t stay there anymore.

With Queen gone, niggas was thinking my head wasn’t in the game, but I had another thing coming for Bugatti if that was his line of thinking.

The rise of Mohammed bin Salman was as remarkable as it was unexpected. In 2010 he was the unknown younger son of the governor of Riyadh; by 2019 he was arguably the single most prominent leader in the Arab world. In 2010 he had held no official position, spending his time trading stocks, developing real estate, and buying expensive cars—most notably, a multi-million-dollar fire-engine-red Bugatti.

The probability that Monty opens door B if the prize is behind door B is: P(Monty opens B|B) = 0. The probability that Monty opens door B if the prize is behind door C is: P(Monty opens B|C) = 1. We can now calculate the probability that Monty opens door B: P(A) × P(Monty opens B|A) + P(B) × P(Monty opens B|B) + P(C) × P(Monty opens B|C) = . Finally, apply Bayes theorem: P(A|Monty opens B) = . P(C|Monty opens B) = . In plain English: if you happen to choose door A and Monty opens door B to reveal a lemon then the probability of the Bugatti being behind door C is . If you ever find yourself in this

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?

It was Lavender who drove us to the Norfolk Hotel in Jock’s yellow Bugatti. He sped through the streets of Nairobi, throwing me across the leather backseat towards Jock, so that I nearly bruised myself against his clenched thighs.

Pendant le trajet, en conduisant, je vais faufiler ma main sous ta robe, entre tes cuisses, et te caresser. Lorsque tu ne seras plus capable d’attendre, tu me le diras, je m’arrêtai dans un parking et je te prendrai sur le siège de la Bugatti jusqu’à ce que tu le souilles avec ta jouissance.

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He also kept a succession of wonderful and interesting cars in his garage including an M-type MG sports car and – for a while – a beautiful blue Bugatti 35, which would be worth a great deal of money today. I remember him taking me for a ride in that and turning the heads of all those we passed. Perhaps not surprisingly, to an impressionable young boy like me, Billy felt like a man to worship. As I already had my own complete set of tools, given to me over the years by Father, I was more than happy to tinker along with Billy and watch as he took an engine apart, piece by piece, stripped everything down and then put it all back together again, chatting all the while. It was Billy who surprised me by revealing

I am the King of the Internet. What color is your bugatti?

What color is ur Bugatti

The approach to the lake tested the suspension of the Bugatti, and Cressida had to put a reassuring hand out to Ruby, who was bouncing up and down in the passenger seat next to her like a chubby mushroom on a trampoline