I've been trying to think of a similarly interesting experience to relate
This is the best I can come up with...
A few years ago, I owned three 164s at the same time. I always liked the 164 (had a '92 back in 2004) and given that they were quite an old car by 2009, I had bought an original but fairly worn example, '91, dark green paint, black leather, for $1000. I didn't think they would get any cheaper, but then one appeared for $500 - '92, wine red, later cloth interior - its engine had not run since a cambelt change. Expecting the worst, I bought a third 164 for $500 - it was particularly old and generally tired, early '89 model with flaked off clearcoat and faded silvery-blue paint, faded velour interior, etc. I intended to strip it for parts and use the engine to fix car number 2.
Well, number 2 turned out to need only the earth strap hooking onto the engine induction system (to which all the electronics are earthed). That was such a success, it meant that I needed no spare parts anyway.
And I couldn't bring myself to wreck number 3 - and so it was that I was driving out to the parts specialist to buy a few needed items (kinda the opposite of the original plan), except that I was suffering from dire overheating problems due to a thermostat fault and a radiator fan fault. There was a lot of stop-start traffic and the clutch was rather heavy and abrupt. A small truck behind me kept looking like it was about to run into me. It had been following me nearly all the way from home.
I pulled over just before leaving town, to let things cool off before (hopefully) a gentle open-road cruise.
The truck pulled in behind me. A spry little middle-aged dark-skinned guy jumped out.
"I've got one of these as well. Do you work on yours?"
"Ha, well actually, I've got two others and they're both better than this one! I'm just letting it cool down for a bit, on my way to get a replacement thermostat and fan switch..."
"Can you help fix mine? It's got a misfire and my local garage can't fix it..."
It needed plug leads... which I had spare... And so began a long friendship with Joe, the landscaper... His red 164 that he has owned for 15 years is still running well, six years on. We ended up replacing the badly-rebuilt engine two years ago and it seems better than ever now.
Over the years, Joe has done me many favours in return with removing and planting trees, trimming hedges, etc.
I fixed and sold all three 164s, including a repaint of the silvery-blue one, and have owned/sold three 916 Spiders before finally buying my Gtv last month. I think I have finally discovered the '164 coupe'.
If I hadn't been driving the overheating 164 that day, my garden wouldn't look nearly as well planned and maintained