Deep in the Bavarian mountains winter 1937 and Herr Fettler was angry. His top of the range diesel powered Mercedes Krappenwagen had once again carried him safely home to his hilltop lair. "Meine pants - zees door spring dork tekniq eez bloody boring, I need something more adventurous!" He shouted loudly as he banged his fist on the table. Herr Kloppenklip his faithful man servant was summoned! " Kloppenklip- Bring me an Austrian immigrant who can design rubbish cars, quick!" Herr kloppenklip summoned the car designer "Firstinhand Pork" Herr Pork was hushered in to meet Herr Fettler . " Herr Pork, ve need zee ein banger for zee masses zat i can call ze peoples wagen and make zem all pay 10 Deutschemark a month into mein Swizz bank account and promise them something great after I am dead!" "Ein fantastic idea mein Fettler - May I suggest we save money on manufacture by not having ein radiator?" " Nein Radiator? - Whatever will we use as an heater?" " Ein crappy thing called ein heat exchanger, mein Fettler!" " You have ze great idea Herr Pork - what will cool zee engine?" " Air - Herr Fettler - ze motor vill be aircooled" " Zeez eez ein sheet idea Herr Pork - will it be reliable?" " Nein , not at all mein Fettler" " Brilliant Herr Pork - lets do eet, You design ze car and i vill recruit slave labour from Poland to build ze factory! - what shall we call it" " A car factory- mein Fettler what else?" " zee auto dumkopf -ze auto" " Oh yes - sorry! how about ein type 1?" The the car was designed the factory was built. then some time later the British blew it to bits, Herr fettler blew his own head off after starting a world war and killing his wife, the British then went in and rebuilt the factory then sold it back to the German people and they never got their deposits back.
