Back in the 70s a Saudi prince was attending school in California. After getting settled in the very first thing he did was go buy the most outrageously posh conversion van he could so he could enjoy local car culture.
But within 15 minutes he’d totaled the van though he’d survived with only minor injuries..
When asked how the crash happened he said he’d just driven away from the dealership, filled up the tank (old timers will remember that cars used to come with just enough gas to get to a station), and got onto the freeway.
He said his last memory before wakingup in the ambulance was setting the cruise control and then going back to fetch a soda out of the fridge.
If that is not the most persuasive argument for the dangers of inbreeding, I don't know what is!
That is a great story.