Holy labyrinth of bureaucratic nonsense, Batman! Utter lunacy... and I thought the DMV in Minnesota was bad.
About 20 years ago I was involved with a Boy Scout troop that was sponsored by my church. Ultimately the troop membership dwindled and there weren't enough members to recharter. The church, who technically owned the troop and all of its equipment, told me to dispose of it all however I saw fit. (The one thing I really regret was a large fantastic cast iron skillet, which I left in the church kitchen.) One item was a ratty 4x4x8 utility trailer. No one wanted it. I had no idea where the title was or who had it. I went down to the local license center and told the nice lady I had a small homebuilt utility trailer and how do I go about registering it?
She:"What is it made of?"
Me:"Oh, an old axle from the junkyard, wooden sides with aluminum skin, plywood floor, wheels and tires from Fleet Farm..."
She:"Did you build it?"
Me, looking down at the floor..."Um, yes...?"
She:"OK. That'll be $XX.xx, here is a permanent registration sticker that goes on the tongue and your title will come in the mail in 4-6 weeks."
Me:"

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I happened to have the thing with me and she had no interest in even looking at it. I was stunned.