When I was a LOT younger, and Betty and I were still dating, she and I installed sway bars on her 914. I was welding the nut plates in the front wheel wells. I had a spark land right on the family jewels. It burned through my jeans and burned the hell out of me. I have never jumped up so fast in my life. Betty laughed at me.
One time I was pulling my 914 transmission in a friends garage, by myself, and it fell off the jack, rolling over as it did so. It then smashed the fingers on my left hand between the sharp edge of the motor mount and the concrete. Had to have stitches to both reattach the tendon in the finger, and to close up the gash. At the hospital, the nurse (think Shaq lookalike) told me to wash it out when it was numbed. I started washing, looked at him and said "This looks like chicken fat". The guy in the next ER stall heard me and that set him off
. The nurse told me I was mean. Then I proceeded to criticize the doctor's stitches (she looked like Melissa Rauch). She threatened that she would have me kept overnight for evaluation, and she would include a prostrate exam for being a critic.
I worked on a 71 911 one time that really ate my lunch. The owner brought it in with transmission issues. I was able to fix it because I know 901 transmissions in 914s. I pulled the engine and trans, and fixed the transmission. I put it all back together, put the engine and trans back in the car, and start it up. I put it in reverse to pull out of the bay, and it goes forward.
If you haven't figured it out, I put the differential in like a 914, not a 911. So it had 1 forward gear and 5 reverse gears.
And this is not a 914, so I got to pull the engine and trans out again to flip the differential.
I also painted a 914 bright PURPLE with house paint and thick napped rollers. Most fun I ever had painting a car!
That is just a very short sample of the dumb things I have done with 914s over the years. And as they used to say on the Sonny and Cher show "The beat goes on."