Damn. The new (for me) 300D in post #101...
I own it for what, a little over two weeks? This past Tuesday, I got in it to drive home. I began to back out of my spot on the 3rd floor of my parking garage, turned the wheel, heard a loud POP, a splash of fluid, and the front end of the car rises up about 6". I put it in D, rolled forward about two feet, put it in park and got out. Yup, power steering fluid all over the ground. Wheels pointing in opposite directions!

Popped hood, saw that the steering box was, um, not right. Called my MB shop, they were calling a wrecker for me.
My MB mechanic and the service manager surprised me by coming over personally (@5:30 PM!) because the wrecker company they use said they couldn't get to the 3rd level of the garage due to clearance problems (we found one hours later that could, and did nab it), and they wanted to see if it was still drivable. Well, they looked and couldn't believe their eyes. All three bolts holding the steering box to the frame had sheared off clean. As a result of this failure, the steering coupling and some lines were destroyed as well. They had not seen or heard of this failure before. All they could figure was a PO had work done and that shop didn't tighten those bolts, they came loose over time, the play created fatigue and it was just a matter of time before they broke and once one went, the other two were toast.
Important fact: I bought it from the co-owner/widow of the MB shop. Spoke to her the next day. She said, and I quote:
"Don't worry about it, we'll take care of you." Her late husband Walter, the former co-owner of the shop, who had an impeccable reputation had purchased this car from a guy who had just moved to Gainesville and got a new S-class. Walter thought it needed a new paint job (it had faded from 20 years under the FL sun), so he turned over the keys to his regular paint man to do it. This 300D was the 5th in a group of vehicles getting a respray from Walter, and a low priority as it was not anyone's DD. Walter then promptly died and the car didn't come back from the paint guy for about 6 months, and when it did, it was a surprise to the newly-widowed woman and she wanted to unload it as well as about a half-dozen other vehicles Walter had collected over the years (but she kept a couple of the best). The point: while it was sold to me by my mechanic, it's history was second-hand knowledge to them.
So......I got it back today.
$359.17; 4 hours of shop time at their discounted service rate of $70/hr, a few parts (coupling, lines, new bolts, etc.). All I got was parts at cost and a reduced labor rate of $70/hr. as opposed to the normal $85/hr and some greasy fingerprints all over my hood.

I am upset. If that had happened while I was driving down the road, I could be dead. That's not a huge shop bill, I realize, and I was "lucky" it wasn't much, much worse, but c'mon, I owned it for 17 days!
I was expecting her to cover the bill, or split it or SOMETHING meaningful, and her words led me to that presumption (along with a sense of decency). Is this overly optimistic? If I ran that shop and made that kind of gesture, would I be a s***ty business person? What would you do? I don't know, but I think I'd cover it 100%, but I am sure I am looking at this from a biased perspective.
What I do know is that the 5-cylinder MB powertrain for sale here on mud (that I had negotiated the purchase of this morning!) is now an unfunded purchase. I was going to have to finagle the shipping to be able to afford it, but now... DAMN. Now I have to deliver this s***ty news...