My first accident involving a Beetle was when I slid my 1946 Ford (on ice) into the back of a Beetle at ~5mph.
It didn't scratch the chrome on my bumper guard, but the Beetle folded the rear bumper, pulling the brackets sideways through the fenders and shoving the tail-pipes up into the muffler. Swore I'd never own one.
Two years later I got the 1958 convertible. While I was in The Nam my brother [RIP] was driving it in the snow in Portland. They turned up what they thought was a street, but it was a railroad track. Allegedly, there was a train coming. They piled out and the four of them lifted it off the tracks.