While in the Netherlands, I saw several of them. Along with all kinds of other old school Mini-whatevers. More bikes than cars. Uber funky.
The BMW Isetta is entered from the front. It swings open, you hop in and then close your door/windshield.
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dabonersherribillcoetrogdrmikeytimm@yscurlockskykilominxBCMOUNTAINGIRL.and that skinny Canadian fucker.
I tried meeting Kurt but the nurse put a block on that, and I've met JayB only 'cause we're stuck in the East.
I can't go a week without some idiot almost hitting me. It sometimes makes me wonder when my "nine lives" will expire. Must remain vigilant. Wear loud colors, red flashing strobe on frame and pack, and like Wayne says "wear a helmet."