Winter is hardly the best time to drive. Sure, internal combustion engines might love the way the air molecules come more densely packed at low temperatures, but the precipitates found in the coldest season have a way of rendering even the grippiest tires useless and the view ahead opaque — two conditions that don’t play well with operating a motor vehicle at speeds of a mile a minute or more.
Yet for many of us, the December of 2020 forced us to reckon with winter driving in ways we might not normally have to. With the coronavirus pandemic raging, planes and trains filled with strangers became terrifying propositions, leaving America’s John Candys and Steve Martins left with the automobile as their sole means of safely getting home for the holidays.
For me this year, that meant more than 1,800 miles of zipping across the eastern third of the United States: with my girlfriend to her parents’ home outside Detroit, then solo from Michigan to my family home in New England, then back to New York City. (To those who might be concerned: myself, my girlfriend and both our families were diligent about social distancing and mask usage, and no COVID was spread, across state lines or otherwise.)
Such a task would require spending quite a bit of time — all of it behind the wheel — while traversing areas known for their cold and snow in a time of year known for, well, cold and snow. Fortunately, the folks at Mercedes-Benz had recently unveiled a vehicle that, on paper at least, would seem ideal to the myriad tasks of driving the same distance as going from Paris to Moscow in weather that, potentially, could stymie even Napoleon: the Mercedes-Maybach GLS 600.

During the 10 days I had the Maybach GLS, I spent roughly 30 hours of aggregate time behind the wheel — which, for the record, is about 28 hours more than the average auto journalist gets when experiencing a new car for the first time.
That said, I probably could have logged 10 times that many hours behind the wheel and still walked away relaxed. Sitting for nine hours at a time like I did during my 13-hour drive in the midst of the travels will leave anyone’s muscles in need of a good stretch, but the Maybach’s driver’s seat was as cosseting a perch as I’ve found in any car; my limbs might have needed a good flex, but my back and butt had exactly zero complaints even over that length of time.