I used to be in a pretty tight knit and small car club. Just a few guys, here in Northern California.....no stress. We were mainly just like-minded individuals who would sit and drink beers together, bullshitting the night away. Late one night we came up with the most choice name ever. Haters Car Club. So we scraped up some cash, and put it together for some plaques to be made. I designed the plaque, and off the design went. We get the plates, attach them to our rides, and are rollin' on cloud 9. A couple months later, I get a few disturbing pictures sent to me. Long story slightly shorter, it is a pic of a very similar plaque. Turns out it was stolen by some real-life Germans. They somehow got a pic of the plaque or maybe even a casting from the foundry? Well, these krauts proceeded to start up a German chapter without any of our knowledge. The shitty part is, a couple of their cars were better than ours. I remember they had this sweet Model A, all done up nice and traditional, sun-crazed creamy paint, simple flathead, tall bias plies on big wires, weathered king bee lights, 4" chop, etc.