A comical series of events happened to me (after a stint in hospital) involving my 280SEL, two insurance companies, lots of reading of PDSs (especially the microscopic font area), a damaged left rear door, a paucity of doors located near me, a superfluity of doors in WA and SA, terse correspondence and maybe a little crying. After some weeks I arrived at the door of a local recluse with the promise of a door. I was on the trail of a bargain and not to be intimidated.
What was revealed...