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Tale of the Phantom Benz--when you catch a glimpse of your twin on the road..
I have seen her six times, always on late foggy winter nights, always at the corner of Holly bush and Haddonfield where she pauses briefly at the traffic light before disappearing into darkness of the moors of the mansion-lined streets of the neighborhoods beyond, the street lights suddenly dimming in conspiracy.
Suddenly in the blackness a gleaming dark Blue 1985 Mercedes 300D will appear again like a wraith from behind a stand of trees or in my rear view mirror and I will catch a glimpse again of the Phantom Benz with its hooded lady driver in the pale of the dimming light. The paint on the car is so fresh that I swear I can smell it. The wheels so clean and the glass so gleaming that they could only have been dropped from their molds and yes I can catch a whiff of fresh leather. The car handles so regally that you know the driver is of means or importance and on a mysteriously important mission. And then with a gentle whoosh and symphony of her diesel she will race away quietly from me a few seconds later. Lately my writer’s curiousity has been so aroused that I always turn to follow the Phantom Benz and suddenly the streets will split and swerve so quickly that it’s impossible to follow anyone without landing in a trunk of one of a great oak trees or skidding onto someone’s grass tennis court and she will disappear once again. Finally, on impulse, I checked the neighborhood Mercedes Dealer if they know of such a Benz. “It looks like it just came off the assembly line from Stuttgart. It can’t have more than 10,000 miles on it,” I told the sales manager. “I know she must come here for service.” His face tightened and grew ashen. It even twitched. I was told to see the Chief Mechanic. "None of your business," he shouted from back in the Service Bay. "We're a respectable business, you want gossip, go to the Bar down the street." Simpson looked up and recognized me. "Say aren't you the guy who rebuilt that transmiss last year?" His face broke into a wide grin. Then he got very solemn. "Listen, don't be asking about the Hagerty car, its a terrible story. Listen I'll let you in a secret. Mrs Hagerty only drives that car five times a year, and always on certain dates..." "Why?..." "That was the old man's last wishes. You see the night they...(to be continued) 1. SERIOUSLY, any chance that thete are any W123 300D's out there with say less than 50,000 miles on them? 2.I’ll bet everyone has a tale of a similar W123 300D sighting. Whats your encounter? Last edited by Carrameow; 05-16-2005 at 09:37 PM. |
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