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Sam Glen’s ’67 Beetle

Sam Glen

It’s emails like this that remind me just how much I love the ’67 Beetle community. Thank you, Sam. Our timing lights our pointed in your direction, bud. If I’m ever back in Anderson, SC, I have to take this gem for a drive.

Hello, 1967beetle.com.

21 years ago, I purchased my ’67 Beetle. I am the second owner. With the exception of a few things, the car is pretty close to original.

When I bought the car, the previous owner had a fender bender (left rear) that was repaired wrong. Nobody could see it, but me, and for all these years, it’s driven me crazy. Not only that it was repaired wrong, but to repair it correctly meant taking away from the originality.

About 3 years ago, I ran across 1967beetle.com. Thanks to you & all the ’67 family, I began looking at my bug differently .

To repair it correctly was simply maintenance that needed to have been done long ago, but I didn’t have the encouragement, and knowledge that came from listening and studying all the things 1967beetle.com has shared.

I have in my files, everything you have posted on these great cars, from correct colors, combinations, parts, etc. to opinions on total restoration and/or leaving it original, or as in my case as original as possible.

Russ Keller’s ’67 Beetle

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Russ Keller is a customer and personal friend of 1967beetle.com. He’s restored a few ’67 beetles, and this one is definitely worth a mention. He also is very handy with Sapphire V radios, if you’re ever in need of having yours serviced. Alright, let’s take a look at this ’67 he saved from a barn.

Rees Klintworth’s ’67 Beetle

Featured ’67 Beetle — Rees Klintworth

Digging in the archives here at 1967beetle.com, we wanted to put this fantastic article in the spotlight once again. A huge thanks to Jay Salser for his edits, etc.

Tell us about the history of your ’67 Beetle.
My great-grandfather purchased a used 1967 Volkswagen Beetle, painted Volkswagen Blue, in November of 1967 (it was built in August of ’66 so I’m assuming that the previous owner had it for about a year). He drove it a fair amount until his death, when my grandfather inherited the car. It ended up at my grandparents’ house, and when my dad was in high school it was really never used (although it still wears the dents he made with a golf ball). When my dad went to college, however, he ended up driving it sometimes, because it was economical and he wasn’t too concerned about anyone breaking into it. Although my dad never hated the car, it just really wasn’t for him. As a result, in late 1986, it was put into the garage at my grandparents’ house. Aside from being rolled from one garage stall to another in the late 1990s, it was absolutely untouched, complete with a half tank of gas (yikes!) and the battery still connected. Over time, it was filled and covered with all sorts of things—used as an impromptu rack and an occasional cat toy.

Growing up I always knew about the car (we live next door to my grandparents), but I never really thought much about it. Around the time I was a junior in high school, however, I started to see dollar signs as I thought that maybe I could sell it and make a little money. I knew zero about cars so that began to fizzle. Right before senior year, a friend who likes cars started asking about it. We decided to start working on it, working sometimes only once or twice a month. Our goal was to get it started, because we knew that a running car is worth a little extra. We replaced fuel lines, got a new fuel pump, replaced spark plugs and the ignition coil, among other things, experiencing our fair share of misadventure along the way. I remember that every time we made a little change, we would sit there cranking it, praying that it might cough to life.

Finally, in November, we had just replaced the ignition coil and I popped into the driver’s seat and turned the key. Instantly, it roared to life. Although there was still a lot of work to be done to make it road worthy, I knew at that moment that I could never sell the car. That day we made it up to a roaring 5 mph (the carburetor was in desperate need of a rebuild). In the months that followed, we got new tires, replaced the master cylinder and each wheel cylinder, rebuilt the carburetor, and performed other minor maintenance. Now I’m a freshman in college and the ‘67 has become my daily driver. It’s so cool to think that 30 years ago my dad was on this same campus with this very car. For the most part everything is completely original (and rust free!), aside from slightly larger tailpipes, a new radio (that was built to look like a period correct Volkswagen radio), speakers, and other very small items. Paint and interior, while not perfect, are 100% original.

Linas Barščevičius’ ’67 Beetle

Featured ’67 Beetle — Linas Barščevičius

Digging in the archives here at 1967beetle.com, we wanted to put this fantastic article in the spotlight once again. Our interest in people and their ’67 Beetles has travelled deep into Europe for this story. Linas Barščevičius lives in Lithuania. He has restored this ’67 and rallies it annually.

There are so many VW Beetles in the world. And every car and it’s driver have their own story. This is my story how I became a Beetle owner and a fan of classic VWs.

As far as I remember myself, I‘ve always been interested in old cars and automotive history. My profession and my everyday work are also closely connected with cars but the new ones. So, the idea of having my own old timer was just a matter of time and an acceptable offer.

Some years ago I started to work at Volkswagen importer office of Lithuania and got an opportunity to meet the guys from Lithuanian Beetle Club. I saw their passion to old VW cars and this encouraged me to study history of Beetle more deeply. And I was intrigued by the story of this car which was initiated by Adolf Hitler and executed by genius engineer Ferdinand Porsche. So, I stated to dream about having a pre-1967 Beetle.

One thing made my dream come true in a shorter period of time. It was my 10th wedding anniversary and my wife made me a surprise – a ride on T2 bus which was owned by President of our Beetle Club. Very soon after that, he sent me an internet link of sales ad. And I finally found what I was looking for – a nice Beetle Deluxe produced in January 1967. It stood in Austrian mountain town and was slightly damaged in an accident. Unfortunately, somebody bought it faster than me.

Eric Lindemann’s ’67 Beetle

Eric Lindemann's '67 BeetleHello, 1967beetle.com.
I’m new here. I love the stories that people tell about their cars. I guess it’s my turn to tell you about “The White Knight”.

It was 2002, and I was living in Georgia and my brother was living in New Jersey. He talked me in to coming to stay with him so that he could teach me to do on the computer what he does for a living. I am more of a hands-on type of guy, not so much techy, but I was willing to learn. He had me working and it was getting close to lunch time. He told me keep working while he got into the shower.

Well I hit a snag and while I waited for him I thought, “Let me look at the local classifieds for VWs, (not the samba).”

I came across a few but one really spoke to me: 1967 original owner Bug lotus white– no pictures, just the ad. I looked at a few others but saw nothing special.

My brother and I went to Panera Bread and had a nice lunch, and I told him about the 67. He told me to show him when we got back to the house. I went back to the Site and it was gone, but, thank God, I had written the # down. I called the # and Dwight King answered the phone and seemed a little flustered that I was calling about the car. He said that the ad was up for less than an hour and his wife Alice broke down crying that she couldn’t sell a member of the family. But he said it must be fate that I saw it. So he agreed to meet me where the car was stored.

Eric Lindemann's '67 Beetle