I started reading this thread wondering what the response was going to be, thinking that it certainly wasn't bugs that got me into the 911, as I've never owned one ...or even spent time in one..
Then DUH! The memories came flooding back: My parents had bugs for about 7 years while I was a child. They had emigrated from the UK (me too) in 1972, and we had VW's because my father was more familiar with European cars than the Holdens & Falcons most Kiwis had. We did so many long holidays in those things, my sister & me stuck in the back wedged between the big tent bags and camping equipment.
The last one we had was a beige 1300, which unfortunately got stolen while being worked on at the local Euro garage. I vividly remember crying when the police took us to where they had found it- down a dusty road, all smashed up, burnt and dented
Maybe, just maybe those long repressed memories were a key factor in later 911 ownership?