Back in the early 80s I went to visit my Mom in Michigan. I grew up in So Cal, you see where this is going.
I had probably only purchase a couple cars by then, I knew nothing about 914s other that I thought they were a cool little car.
I found one, took it to the shop down the street to have it looked over, and was told she was good to go so I purchased it. I think the shop person was friends with the seller.
First problem I noticed driving down through Ohio was my foot was freezing so I pulled over and found a hole where the 20 degree air was coming in, stuffed full of paper and took off again. The lil gal just purred right along at around 80.
Shooting through Texas at night suddenly the windshield popped open around the edges. Had difficulty getting the doors open, bought some tape to hold the glass down and took off again. The next fuel stop it became apparent that the doors were not a way to get in and out of the car, windows the rest of the way.
Heading up the mountains towards Flagstaff the rear brakes locked down and slowed the car way down. Did I mention I only had enough money for fuel to get home?
Fiddled with the rear brakes and even considered removing the lines, kept going.
Ran out of money for hotels so drove 26 hours straight which went a little quicker once the brakes wore through the metal backing but the motor was sick.
After getting home and a long sleep I started diggin into the car to see what was up. Well, there were no outer longs or much floor. The guy had riveted aluminum over the area, bondo over the edges then undercoating sprayed over the entire area. Rear calipers were frozen. The doors could not open and motor did not run well.
A young fella learned a lesson that week.
Some guy came and bought it for much less than I paid.