In a message dated 3/23/05 4:13:43 PM, marcsayer@COMCAST.NET writes:

<< I would recommend folks stay as far away from this man as possible. German
accent or no, he is not what I would call a good VW mechanic. >>

It's sometimes funny - the impression a thick accent can make, either good or
bad.  The two biggest liars/thieves I have dealt with had accents which
matched the heritage of the cars they were dealing in.

One was a German engineer named Willie, no less, who cut a deal with me over
the phone for a "perfe-e-ect" sunroof Syncro.  I drove nearly 400 miles (after
all, he was a GERMAN engineer) only to be confronted by one of the worst
shit-boxes I had ever seen.  By that point in my life I had dealt with too many
assault raps to want the hassle of another one, so I beseeched the Lord for the
self-restraint to keep my hands off of that shameless bastard and I resorted
to a torrent of epithets which is still, I hope, following him wherever he
goes.  The van was so bad that had we been on my turf, I doubt if I would have
wasted time petitioning the Lord.

The other was a Limey Jag mechanic who had just left the Pittsburgh Jag
dealership to set up a shop catering to the primordial Yuppies of Sewickley, PA.
He caved-and-paved a Jag sedan until it looked like a thing of beauty to a
young sucker like myself.  I soon came to realize that beauty was truly only skin
deep.  After far too many heroics than I wish too explain, I eventually did
get a good Jag out of him, although, not the color I wanted.  The only thing
that saved my ass on that deal was that I was under the age of consent whenever I
had cut the deal.

So, keep in mind that liars come in all flavors, but so do good people.

George