When I was in high school in Augusta, GA, one of my friends fathers (not him, his brother or his sister, but his dad) had one of those. He also had a 560 SEL. It was like a Ferris Bueller moment when I first saw it: we were at his house, grilling out by the pool, and he needed something out of one of the garages. When the doors came up, both cars were sitting side by side with California plates. I was like, wtf? His father owned collection agencies (20 in LA alone) all over CA. He was actually in CA at the time, but alas the owner was a step-father and my pal's mom was on thin ice, so I never got to drive it.