
My review of the 450sl was published on The Truth About Cars earlier this week.
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I am a “car guy”… I love old cars.

My review of the 450sl was published on The Truth About Cars earlier this week.

This car was sitting in a collection of remarkable machines, all of which except this one hailed from Stuttgart and wore a three-pointed star. If you look at the far left edge of the photo below you’ll spot the fender of this car. I meant to ask the owner what about this machine attracted him, and why it was there, amid the Teutonic hardware. I forgot to do so though as it was a lunch stop at a rally, and rallies have a tendency to distract you. 😉 So let’s name the car and suggest you own reason for its presence in this “Garage Mahal of Mercedes-Benzes.”

You’ve seen it come out, now watch it go in. Let’s play “spot the pelican!”
(Hat tip to Sports Car Market.)

These might be tough (he says hopefully.)

Natural light is literally the radiation of a star. It is cool to think about that (it is also cool to think about how long it takes for starlight to reach us, and that things we see in the night sky may no longer exist, but I digress.) Except for stars and artificial light sources, everything we see is merely a reflection. The light of our sun or our earthly and artificial lights bouncing off of objects. It is fun to play with that concept and shoot reflections of these reflections… and present these reflections. Maybe I’ll make a theme of it!
In making this photo I traded image quality on the E-type to focus and expose the reflected street scene of parked Alfas at the start of the Monte Shelton Northwest Classic. I could probably retouch away some of the blemish of the “foreground” to make a nicer image, but overall I like the shot.

I may have posted this photo before, but never as a “CPotD”. I ran into this machine at a local car show. One of those oddities that you have put out of your mind and then when it reappears gives you a chuckle and a shrug. Care to guess the car’s identity?