Holy cow Jack. I took my first road test on my Dad's 1959 European Bug. The shifter was so sloppy you never knew what gear you were in until you tried to take off. I put it into third instead of first, stalled, and promptly failed. This thing had European semaphore turn signals that flipped out of the pillars and lit up. My electrical whiz Uncle in Boston rigged up an ignition booster for the coil since it was a 6 volt system that failed often. It was so powerful the spark plug wires glowed at night. It got stolen at La Guardia Airport. My Dad, ever the cheap-*ss, parked it on the other side of the GCP in a desolate spot while he left town for a while. I do miss that Bug.