I wish the clowns in california would have something like that on the 57 Ford Custom my dad had waiting for me when I returned from Okinawa. They plugged the road draft tube and some other hokey crap and when the engine had finally had enough it blew the dipstick out which covered the right side of the windshield. I pulled into a station and cleaned up the mess and added about 2 quarts of oil, but they damage had been done, the bearings were toast.