As we were leaving town this morning around 9:30, a white SLK280 passed us. It was debadged, but wearing the same 16" rims as Sunhilde so we know it's a 280. Driven by a blonde woman who was living dangerously, having two (unopened, fortunately) water bottles in the cupholders. We exchanged waves and paced one another as we headed west into West Bank. She kept going; we turned off and around the block for fuel.