Call me a post wh*re, but the VW fun doesn't stop there. I also had a Canadian friend who owned a 62 Microbus. It was in nice shape, with faded (but not rusty) body panels and murals of religious themes inside. In fact, somewhere on that bus (in prominent letters), it stated "Jesus was a hippie". To make a long story short, I saw my friend one day in front of his house, and the van was no where in sight. I asked him about it, and in his Canadian accent (imagine Bob Mackenzie saying this), he said "Did you hear what happened to my van? It's totaled, eh". Apparently, it meets its sad fate on a frosty mountain morning, ice was involved (as were inadequate drum brakes), and the front end of the bus was opened up like a tin can. My friend lived to tell the tale, and was not at all concerned about the implications of owning another vehicle which has so little crash protection that you can see the rear side of the headlamp bezels inside of the vehicle, just below the dash. So, he traded two cases of his home brewed beer, and got another one sans engine. With some dog-eared Little Nickel Want-Ads and less than a hundred bucks, he secured a nice running engine and had a van again.