Many, many, many manymanymany many years ago I was the service manager at a Volkswagen dealership. A local doctor ( a friend of the dealership's owner) bought a brand new Westphalia conversion van as a wedding gift for his daughter and her new husband. The idea was that they would pick it up at the dealership and drive it to California as a honeymoon. The owner of the dealership decided that his son, a listless, shiftless, lazy and spoiled piece of work who did clean-up at the dealership, would take over the prep of the camper so that it was perfect for his father's friend's daughter.
He didn't do a bad job and even had the van parked outside ready and waiting at the agreed upon time. As planned the doctor and his daughter and new son in-law arrived at the alloted time. The happy couple climbed aboard, fired up that mighty 43 HP engine and drove off down the highway. Approximately 300 yards. With a loud screeching noise of tortured metal the engine stopped so suddenly that the back tires screeched. Turned out that the owner's 'boy genius' had changed the shipping oil and had not re-filled the engine which subsequently seized solid.
The slightly less happy couple spent five days in the dealership parking lot while we scrambled to find a new engine.
Boy genius went off to join the navy.
God help our boys in blue.
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