I forgot about my other Isuzu.
The matching jacket is a riot.
Nice ride. Oh ya, I forgot this one. It was trimmed out like a 57 Chevy with out the fins. Photo was 1958I have had a few here ...the Hillman Imp I had for about six months was an oil-burner....but lots of fun. Used to jump that thing over sand dunes at a local beach back in the '80's when nobody worried that much, and Karen's hadn't been invented yet.
I also had a '64 Renault Dauphine for a while..... not a bad vehicle for work as a daily driver till it broke down bad. Spun it out on a big roundabout one morning - stopped traffic quickly...I had tried to do that on purpose, but not to that degree. Roundabout is no longer there, but it was fun for the many years I drove on it.
My smallest with a driver's licence was a Fiat Bambina - Fiat 500, 2-cylinder rattler with a sun-roof that peeled right open. That car was my daily for a few months, and I used to carpool in the Bambina with a guy who worked on the same site as me back in '89. It was a laugh to drive.....I used to drive along the motorway with my head out the sun roof. My eyeline was about the actual roofline, so it was either duck down or sit up a little extra.
That was the car that caught fire on the way to work one morning in peak traffic - I had wrapped an old tee shirt around the plug wires and they were shorting a bit - causing loss of one or two cylinders (not good for a 2-cyl engine). Anyway, I also had a small fuel leak......nek minute were trailing smoke and then flames. So I pulled in the first driveway I could with three lanes of traffic......just happened to be a Gas Station.The attendant came out yelling at me to get that bloody thing out of the forecourt. LOL I grabbed some water and put the fire out. Found the fuel leak, and when it had dried and the battery was almost exhausted, the little rattler fired up and we were off again.
No pictures unfortunately....it would have been nice, but the car wasn't worth taking glamour shots of back then.
My smallest car however was when I was about 4 years old. An Austin convertible.
Picture is with my 'little' brother, and that was the farm we lived on down in Otaki where I quit smoking a year earlier. True story.View attachment 1843145