Moscow’s Sretenka Street became the stage for an automotive tragedy today, as a 30-million-ruble Aurus Senat—Russia’s answer to Rolls-Royce—decided to audition for the role of a bonfire. Witnesses described flames leaping from the engine like a caged beast before devouring the plush interior, turning leather seats into charcoal and ambition into ash.
Emergency crews arrived faster than gossip in a small town, but the car had already embraced its fate. The incident unfolded with cinematic flair: no casualties, just a metallic carcass and the lingering scent of roasted luxury. Authorities muttered about "technical causes," but the real mystery is whether this was mechanical betrayal or an act of automotive seppuku.
Elsewhere, a parliamentarian—likely sipping tea in a leather chair—declared the Aurus superior to German rivals. "Our luxury sedans outshine BMWs," he claimed, perhaps unaware of the irony as one of their flagship models lit up the skyline. The timing, as they say, was poetic.
As the smoke clears, one truth remains: in Russia, even the news has a flair for the dramatic.
