Well, I was up in Worcester, MA (not far from home and all my friends) for my bachelor party. I live in NC, so it was easier for me to get there than it was for 15 other people to get to me.
My good friend Aaron owns a garage in town and is a hardcore Mopar guy. He's got a Super Bee and a Challenger that I'm embarrassed to admit I don't know enough about.
I was visiting with his wife (a long time friend) at their house who mentioned that Aaron had a Challenger for sale. I was going to see him next anyway, so I figured I'd get to see the car.
Got to his shop and sort of kicked the tires on it. He told me it was for sale. I had always wanted to buy an older Mustang and didn't ever picture myself in a Mopar.
He gave me the keys and told me to take it for a ride. I was hooked. A pretty reasonable price plus a 500 dollar donation to a local organization and it was mine. I didn't buy it that weekend, but called my wife (to be) and talked about it a little bit. Came home from the weekend and talked about it a little more. Ultimately decided to buy it.
I had a bit of a hard time getting it titled down here. Before he owned it, it was a Rhode Island car. RI doesn't issue titles for cars over 10 years old. I bought it from him before he registered it (he had planned to sell it the whole time to fund a cuda build for his wife). So I had a RI registration and bill of sale. Had to get a title bond through NC. Took a little while, but it got sorted out and now its perfectly road legal.
That's how I became the only person in the world to buy a classic car from the north and ship it to the south.