Way back in the 1970's I was on assignment to Germany, scheduled to return to UK at the end of 1976. I discovered a quirk in the tax laws that allowed me to purchase a car in Germany, free of tax, as long as I exported it within 12 months of purchase, and tax free in the UK as long as I'd owned it for 12 or more months. I ordered a Volvo 245 estate direct from the factory in Gothenburg and collected it from the factory at the end of 1975. It had special number plates (I think they were called Zoll plates) to indicate it was tax free in Germany. It turned out to be the worst car I ever owned.
The problems began with the extras I ordered – a rev counter, special folding seats in the rear cargo area, self levelling rear shock absorbers, electric windows, and a factory maintenance manual. The revs shown on the rev counter didn't match with the gearing and road speeds (never found out why), the seat belt anchors for the special rear seats were mounted upside down, and the maintenance manual was for the wrong car.
Driving home from north Germany to Boeblingen I noticed a strange wobble on the steering wheel when changing direction at speed. The local Volvo dealer in Boeblingen fixed the seat belt anchors, but couldn't cure the steering wobble, so they called in the area experts, who also failed. Volvo then decided to change the steering mechanism, which helped, but not entirely. The special rear shock absorbers then failed and were replaced.
In May we decided to go on a touring holiday to Austria. I was concerned about the car's reliability so the local Volvo agent loaned me another car for several days while they checked everything. It was very hot that summer and the electric windows failed in the closed position (very uncomfortable with no aircon), and then we noticed that the front Zoll plate was missing. Since this would have caused problems with customs we had to retrace our journey until we found it. The windows were fixed at the next Volvo dealer we found and we then continued along the Autobahn to Vienna. After an hour or so on the Autobahn my wife complained that she felt sick, so we stopped at the next service station where she dashed of to the wash rooms. On her return we walked to the car and I noticed a large pool of oil under it. Because of the excessive number of faults I had been given a special phone number to Volvo head office, which I then called. Volvo sent a special team to collect the car and take us all to Linz, where they paid for dinner and rooms for the night and replaced the gearbox. On the way home from Vienna all four shock absorbers failed. Back in Boeblingen it became apparent that the bodywork was rusting so Volvo paid the nearby Mercedes factory to respray it.
At he end of the year, with my assignment finishing, I was offered either a new car to take back to UK, or a refund. Since they wouldn't pay the UK tax on a car I wouldn't have owned for 12 months I decided to accept a refund.
Apart from the faults, the car was rather good, but I'm not sure if I'd buy another.