Last night I was driving my 190 SL when I spotted what I thought looked like a Pagoda in the distance ahead of me with the top down. I sped up, made the stoplight and caught up to the guy. Beautiful dark blue with a creme interior, very sharp car, correct white walls. He turned onto a road going into my relative neighborhood, and I stayed behind, ready to follow him home and find out who, what, when, where? He then pulled over and I pulled up alongside to ask some questions, when, before I could say anything, he said, "are you John?" A bit surprised, I asked who he was, not recognizing his name and he stated he wanted to follow me home. I said sure. We got to my house, he pulled in the drive and then got out and handed me a bottle of wine. He'd driven 20 miles from the other side of town to thank me for referring him to Black Forest where he'd had upholstery and other work done on the car. It all came together for me at that point, I'd seen the car at Black Forest several times and admired it. Beautiful 230 in a knock out combination. We had a fun hour in my driveway and garages swapping stories.