So here’s how it went down:
Back on April 14, 1970, a silver Mercedes-Benz 300 SEL 6.3—chassis number 004318—rolled off the line at the Mercedes plant in Stuttgart, Germany. With its deep burgundy interior, this beast was built to American specs but was actually staged for delivery over in Europe. The first guy to get the keys was none other than the controversial director Roman Polanski. He was heading overseas to try and escape the massive media circus following the tragic death of his wife, Sharon Tate, at the hands of the Manson Family. He placed the order through Mercedes of Beverly Hills and planned to have the car driven all the way to Cannes, France, so he’d have it ready for the film festival...
The guy they hired to shuttle the car from Germany to France was this unemployed racer named Klaus Pach. Pach had a stint driving for the Porsche factory team, but they canned him because he treated the cars like rental toys. Word on the street was he even showed up to the 1967 Targa Florio after a few too many drinks. On his way to Cannes, Klaus decided to swing by the Le Mans circuit to check on some buddies competing in the 24-hour endurance race. After polishing off a ridiculous amount of champagne, a totally wasted Pach took a wrong turn exiting the paddock. Instead of hitting the main road, he accidentally steered the Benz right onto the track's main straight just as the green flag dropped!
Instead of panicking when he realized he was on the track, Klaus basically just leaned into it. He actually held his own against the leaders for a few laps, mostly because that massive M100 engine let him keep pace with the factory Porsches, Ferraris, and those legendary Ford GT-40s. The race officials started throwing black flags at him, but Klaus basically told them to shove it, ignoring orders to pit and pushing the car for nearly an hour before he finally ran dry. He coasted to a halt on the Mulsanne straight, where the local police swooped in and hauled him away. The big Mercedes got impounded, and Polanski got the call. The director was absolutely livid and refused to take the car, so it got sent back to the factory and eventually shipped back to the original dealership in Beverly Hills.
The car sat on the showroom floor on Rodeo Drive for a bit until actor Werner Klemperer wandered in looking for a ride. Klemperer—the guy who played Colonel Klink in that classic sitcom *Hogan's Heroes*—snagged the car at a killer discount. He used it as his daily driver to get to the studio, and his co-star Bob Crane used to joke that it looked like the Colonel's official staff car. Klemperer kept it for a few years, but after Crane passed away unexpectedly, he sold it because seeing the car just hit him too hard with the memories...
The third owner of this specific 300 SEL was the wild comedian Rip Taylor. At the height of his fame with *The $1.98 Beauty Contest*, Taylor would cruise the Hollywood party scene in this silver beauty. He actually used the huge trunk to haul around his stage props, and he’d often pull over to give impromptu shows for anyone watching. Once the show got canceled, Taylor found himself a little short on cash and ended up selling the Mercedes to settle some old debts.
Fast forward to early 1979: a wealthy, larger-than-life Texan with a serious obsession with silver picked the car up from a "Cash For Your Car" lot in Gardena, California. That man was Nelson Bunker Hunt. He had the Mercedes hauled back to his massive estate in Texas, where he actually fitted it with longhorns and used it as a sort of luxury ranch limo. "Bunky" loved taking potential investors on high-speed joyrides across his property, often closing major business deals right there in the back of the sedan. But when the silver market completely tanked, the car ended up being handed over to the Englehard Minerals and Chemicals Corporation as part of a settlement to cover Hunt's massive contractual obligations regarding silver purchases. It sat gathering dust in storage for five years before showing up at an auction in Oklahoma City.
By 1991, the current owner, Richard Riegler, stumbled upon the Mercedes while on a business trip to Norman, Oklahoma. Richard is an engineering consultant who had been hunting for a Mercedes that could actually keep up with his daily driver, "Blondie"—which is what he calls his champagne-colored 300 Turbo Diesel workhorse. After making frequent trips to the Oklahoma City area, Richard finally pulled the trigger, bought the 6.3, and drove it all the way home to New Jersey...
What happened next is basically the stuff of legends. Riegler—who’s got such a heavy right foot and an iron backside that he’s pretty much been blacklisted from every major rental agency in the country—decided to smash the record for the drive from Oklahoma City back to his place at the Jersey Shore. Honestly, the guy's run would’ve made the Cannonball Run organizers weep with joy. He and Rich in that silver beast might actually be the frontrunners for the next big cross-country sprint...
He dubbed his new toy "Rudi," a nod to the legendary Rudolf Uhlenhaut. That guy ran the design show over at Mercedes for ages and was the mastermind behind that whole German hot rod vibe. His big dream? Shoving the biggest engine Benz had into their flagship luxury sedan. Total visionary. And apparently, Uhlenhaut was a hell of a driver too, which is something the current owner might want to aim for... The legacy is alive and well out on the Jersey coast. If some massive silver blur screams past you on the interstate, just flash your high beams to let "Rudi" know you approve!
Current photo of the ride:

And a little Photoshop... I mean, uh, let's call it a "documentary" shot from the race... 😁
