I'm shocked sometimes to hear that people are living out there in this VW world of ours with only one Volkswagen in their garage or only one VW in their name, yet there's clearly plenty of room for more. They've got two- and three- and sometimes more-car garages filled with wasted space. Or worse yet, that extra space is filled with a wretched Honda, a mountain-going SUV or a pile of dirt bikes.
I was talking with a reader at the Michigan Festival last May and he told me he had no need for another VW. I was taken aback by such an absurd comment. His Bus was done. He was happy with it and life was good for him. I was surprised by his point of view, and I told him I was always on the lookout for the next project to darken my doorstep.
Was it the room? No, he had plenty of garage space, too much, in fact.
Was it the money? No, he had plenty of that too.
Was it a special breed of enthusiast that would limit himself to only one VW, some special kind of enthusiast that are only a few in numbers around the world? It was a good conclusion, as he was the only of his kind I had ever met. The vast majority of VW people are multiple-VW owners.
Having only one VW, no matter what it is, is like having only one television in your whole house, and you're forced to watch the same show over and over and over again. Everyone needs variety. Everyone needs to change up and do something different once in a while. Drive a crashbox Beetle with cable brakes, then jump in a triple-white Vert with discs all the way around. Change it up. Spice. That's what I like. Of course, I can't afford anything with cable brakes and, likewise, I can't afford triple-anything, but I can dream.
It hasn't stopped me from become quite a VWoholic.
I used to be that one-VW-only guy too, but since then, I've changed my VW monogamy. I've got four--all Beetles so far--and they can be put into two distinct classes probably not unlike your own cars: 1) Nice and 2) Soon-to-be-nice. They are:
1971 Super Beetle named Betty: My first car when I was 16, it was once the apple of my eye, but now a sad relic of its former self and the subject of an intense buildup project for all to see (Super Project '71--see Page 28). Rust, holes and dents pockmark the body, but it will soon be back on the road in all of its Super Beetle glory.
1967 Hardtop Sedan named Sally: I've droned on and on about this car time and time again, so much so that you're probably tired of hearing about it. But anyway, it came to me via the editor of another magazine for really cheap and I couldn't pass it up. Every now and again, we'll do something to it for an article, but for the most part, I finished it when I finally attached the radio block-off plate chrome strip just last Christmas.
1968 Hardtop Sedan named "That damn car in the basement": We got the '68 from www.oldbugs.com who got it from its original owner--the stickers on the license plate are an inch thick. The body and pan are straight as an arrow, but the problem with this car is gravity; we haven't been able to get the project off the ground. When we do, it'll be great. For example, I have a beautiful 1914cc engine sitting in my office (how many people can say that?) from Quality German Auto (see Page 64) just waiting to get plugged in. As it is now, the car runs, and I fill up the basement with smoke every now and again to keep things loose. Of course, the tires are getting a little tired of holding up the car, but it will soon see the light of day again as the VWT staff car.
1965 Sunroof Sedan named "Cannonball Beetle": This one is going to be fun, but I don't want to give away too much of the plot before you get to see it in action. Picture a Beetle, going as fast as possible from one end of the country to the other and you've got the general idea. It's a shell of a car now, but I'd serve dinner to the Pope off the pan. You'll see this one in these pages very soon... and maybe you'll see a black streak flying by you on a quiet afternoon somewhere in the middle of Kansas; that'll be us.
As you can see, we've got a lot going on, but we're still missing a few things. I'd like to see a Bus project show up in my driveway soon (instead of just a few tech stories here and there), and a Ghia or Type III... but I guess it's just a matter of time. I eat, breath and dream of these little cars. It's quite an illness I'm sure a lot of you have.
I would like to send out a challenge to you poly-VW-owners of the world to prove your sickness. Who owns the most VWs? Is it you? You've got 10. Do you think that's a lot? Maybe you have 15 or 18? Send me a picture of your VW collection and a complete list of the VWs you own (look in the Mailbox dept. for the address), running or not (they have to be relatively whole cars though), and the person that owns the most will get a year's subscription to VWTrends (no random junkyard pictures please, because I'll find out, and you'll have nothing but bad karma every time you try to buy another VW for as long as you live). Then where will you be?