[dafischer]

When I was in college in the mid 70's I worked summers at a Texaco station/repair garage, run by a crusty old curmudgeon. One of our customers came in with her well abused early 60's beetle, saying it was down on power and needed a tuneup. It was running on 3 cylinders, and a compression test revealed one cylinder with no compression. He knew that I worked on foreign cars, so I was delegated to drop the engine to further investigate. Removal of the fan shroud showed a big hole on top of the case, and a broken valve laying on the cylinders. Seems it ingested a valve and cycled it out the crankcase.

She had a plate below the license plate that said "God is my co-pilot". He came up, looked at the damage, looked at the plate, and said "I wish he were her ****ing mechanic".

Fun times.