No, this isn’t a Photoshop. I lost my camera a while back, and I’m about to transition to a new device, so I’ve been using Stephanie’s iPhone. And when she handed it to me, I saw a some kind of cursor on the screen, but didn’t know what it meant. Now I do.
Anyway, this cheerfully-colored 300D (W115) obviously did have some kind of problem. Probably the kind that my older brother, who 0nce made a living fixing up old dead Benz diesels and selling them at a good profit, would likely have been able to fix curbside. Some folks who have these cars know what it takes to keep them running; others buy them on their rep for being unstoppable, until they…stop.
Here’s how it looks in real life, unified and whole. And that goes for the tow truck driver too, who has been reunited with his legs.
There’s still a number of these W115s in town; this one is just a few blocks from my house. My hat’s off to them for keeping them going. Or not, as the case may be.