Back in the early 1990's my then wife had an 850 Mini - the original type - which somehow or another she managed to drive into the wrecker belonging to a local independent garage in the snow. I rather suspect that the guy driving the wrecker was at least partly to blame, a suspicion reinforced by the fact that the owner of said garage willingly replaced the bent steering rack for just the cost of the parts. I located another rim at the breaker's to replace the bent one on the OSF (it was the wheel that had taken much of the impact, hence the bent steering rack) and put it back on the road after also giving the OSF wing some judicial hammer work to get it back to something approximating its original shape.
While it drove in a straight line with hands off the wheel, the castor self-centring action on left turns was almost non-existent, while on right turns it felt normal(ish). Clearly something was bent, so I took it to a local tyre place who did full geometry checks and we found the front suspension geometry all over the place, with the offside KPI and Castor angles both well out of spec.
So I advertised it in the local rag as an accident-damaged car at what I thought was an attractive price. Same day the advert went live a guy phones up and wants to view it.
Although he posed as a private punter, it was pretty obvious from his knowledge and approach that he was a trader. His inspection of the car instantly focused on all the points that Minis of that vintage were dodgy on. "Is there any more damage than is visible?", he asked, looking at the OSF wing. Rather than give a straightforward yes or no answer I responded that "There's a tyre place five minutes down the road that will check the geometry, and I'm happy to drive it down there if you're willing to pay for the check".
"Thanks for offering," he said, "but I'll take it as it is. Will you take an offer?"
"No," said I, whereupon he dug a large roll of notes out of his pocket and paid me the asking price, and drove it away. Happy days!