When I went to register the Rotus (imagine a 1979 model car that nobody ever heard of, that had never been titled), I waited my turn at the DMV, and with my luck, the teller at the counter was a trainee http://www.usa7s.com/aspnetforum/images/emoticons/banghead.gif
Before you know it, there is a huddle going on behind the counter, and DMV employees are pointing to a pic of a morgan on the wall to tell the supervisor what the car looks like http://www.usa7s.com/aspnetforum/images/emoticons/lol.gif
After 10 minutes of this, and a phone call, I figured I was screwed, and had to go in for state inspection.
Then the lady looks at me and says you're good to go http://www.usa7s.com/aspnetforum/images/emoticons/hurray.gif