#micro car

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Oh Kei! Subaru 360, 1958. Micro-cars are not unique to Japan but it is the only to country to legislate and regulate the sector. The category was first created in 1949 to encourage domestic car manufacture and stimulate demand for cars that would be cheap to build, buy and run. The 360 was the first mass produced Kei model and the car that established Subaru as a car maker. Production reached 392,000 units over its 12-year model run.

[radracer]

Fiat 126p

@mordet @hazetaa

[kharotus]

Listening micro cars driving rally at neighbourhood at 2 AM. and watching TF prime episodes... now cant get rid of this thought...

[silhouettehistory]

Piccolo Italiano SilhouetteHistory

Silhouettes of Fiat 500 “Topolino” A and C.

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[newsfromsomewhere]

The Cony Guppy was a small pickup truck manufactured by Japanese manufacturer Aichi in the 1960s and powered by a two-valve, single-cylinder, 11 horsepower engine and claimed to carry 220lb of cargo. Other features included four-wheel independent suspension and a torque converter. Nissan donated 100 'Datsun Baby' cars based on the Guppy to the Kodomo no Kuni Children's Park in 1965, long after the Guppy had been taken out of production and from leftover parts acquired as a result of their takeover of Aichi. 

[happymotorhead]

Micro Car Messerschmitt

[vintagevoiture]

Smart Fortwo. 1998

[inlocomotion]

The Czech Patak Motors' Rodster; available in full electric (in 2 versions, with different ranges) and a gasoline version.

[vmantras]

MG Comet EV Executive Review: Ideal Urban Microcar

₹6.98 Lakh Design and Build The MG Comet EV Executive is a microcar, designed for urban environments with a strong emphasis on compactness and maneuverability. Its minimalist body design is both futuristic and functional. Compact Dimensions: At just under 3 meters in length (2974 mm) and a turning radius of 4.2 meters, this car is perfect for navigating congested city streets and tight parking…

[henrywood123]

Micro Car - Review, Features and Price

Although your eyes stop when you see strange vehicles on the roads, such vehicles have become a common thing in foreign countries. We have brought one such Micro Lini car for you, you will be shocked to know its features and price.

Microlino electric bubble car review

Actually, this is an electric micro car which is smaller than the Nano car in size. Micro Mobility Systems, an electronic car company in Switzerland, has made this unique car which has been given a different shape. On seeing this car, it seems as if a bike and a car have been combined. However, it has many features which we will discuss further in the blog.

Although it has not been seen on the roads yet, you can estimate its popularity from the fact that when it was in full-stage production, it had already got 30 thousand bookings. The company is manufacturing it in its plant located in Turin, Italy.

Read Full Blogs : Micro Car, Review, features and price

[foreverbaby25]

These braids are everything

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Mitsubishi Minica Skipper GT, 1971. The coupé version of the Minica was powered by a water-cooled 359cc 2G21  2-stroke SOHC 2 cylinder engine. One unusual feature of the Skipper GT was the tachometer which was fitted to the exterior of the car on the engine hood (its visible in the cockpit shot, and the pic of the front of the car).

[radracer]

Fiat 126p

@delta_xs_2

[sommerregenjuniluft]

@jegulus-microfic june 19 — mechanic — 843 words aka motocross enthusiasts to future boyfriends

James hastens to unclip and throw off his helmet. Carelessly, he throws it to the side where it lands with a dull thud in the foliage while he runs over to the person that just slipped off their motocross bike in front of him.

They were racing each other.

He came out of nowhere, appearing on the trail right next to James. As if he’d materialized himself out of thin air. Decked out in all black and bike an atrocious lime yellow-green that doesn’t blend with the background of the forest even if it wanted to.

He’d snaked his way in front of James when their twin paths united again. Two fingers were tipped from his helmet in a mock salute and then he’d accelerate hard and fast, swirling dirt at James’ helmet visor.

And, well. James has never said no to a challenge a day in his life. Especially from such a cheeky opponent. So James had revved his engine and done his best to keep up and find ways to overtake his mysterious challenger.

The thing is, the other guy was fast. Quick and nimble on his bike, winding between trees and seeking out every opportunity to get a good head start. Jumping off hills instead of taking them easier, dangerous maneuvers, snapping branches and leaving behind angry wheel tracks.

And James was chasing. As soon as the trees cleared a little James managed to pull almost level with him. The biker threw multiple looks over his shoulder when he noticed and James’ grin sharpened when he heard a short laugh from his front left. They parted ways when James chose to round a hill instead of going up and over it, slowing down to keep out of the other’s landing range.

But just as quickly James’ smile was gone.

Maybe the ground was muddier than the guy thought or he got too high-spirited. His hind wheel slipped right from underneath him upon hitting the ground again, making him tumble forward with the remaining momentum and his bike sideways.

Now, James skidders down onto his padded knees next to the body laying in the dirt. “Fuck, hey! You okay?”

He gets a groan in response, raspy and breathless.

And then James gets all breathless when the other guy weakly shoves off his own helmet. It’s pale skin contrasting starkly with his all black getup, dark curls tumbling onto his forehead and stormy eyes fluttering up at him.

Oh.

The gorgeous man on the ground grunts vaguely, “Never been better.”

James makes a skeptical noise. “Hey, open your eyes for me again. Can you see clearly?”

Slowly, grey eyes blink open and try focusing on James’ figure kneeling over him. His lips part around a silent gasp once they’re wide open, looking at James intensely. “Um, yeah,” he answers.

James’ mouth tips into a grin. “Hi there.”

“Hi,” the other breathes weakly.

“And your name is?”

“Regulus.”

James hums, “And how many fingers do you see, Regulus?” He holds up 3.

“Three,” Regulus answers dutifully.

James switches his fingers, holding his thumb to his forefinger, the tips of both of them creating a little heart. “And how many now?” James smirks.

Regulus’ wide eyed glance turns into a scowl, lips pouting as he pushes James’ hand away with a grumbling noise. James doesn’t miss the way his cheeks pinken though.

Regulus tries to sit up but he immediately plops back onto his elbows with a groan.

“Don’t be a hero,” James admonishes and pushes him to lay back down.

“How’s my bike?” Regulus wants to know. It’s quiet safe for the sounds of the forest, birds chirping, wind rustling the thicket.

James looks over his shoulder where the lime green atrocious is laying sideways in the leaves. The motor isn’t on anymore but it doesn’t look bent or scratched. “Looks in okay shape,” James replies, turning back to Regulus. He’s looking up at him with an uneasy gleam in his bright eyes. James drives a hand through his hair, licks his lips. Regulus’ eyes follow the motion. ”Easily fixable, I bet,” James reassures, “Probably just some of the electronics impacted.”

Regulus lets his head thump back into the foliage with an unhappy groan.

James grins. “Hey, y’know what? I’ll take you to my mechanic. Guy’s awesome! Funniest person I know and he really knows his bikes.”

James expects Regulus to lighten up and be thankful for the offer but instead he’s met with an almost patronizing smile in return. “Hard pass. I already have a trusted mechanic.”

James narrows his eyes, feeling defensive. “Well, your loss then. Sirius always does a flawless job for a good price. Plus,” he grins again, “His fancy ass espresso machine makes a mean hot chocolate. And he lets me have one every time.” James nods to himself, feeling victorious.

Something flits over grey eyes and then Regulus’ own lips tip onto a smirk. “I know,” he answers and James is properly confused for a few momentps before Regulus goes on. “I bought it for my brother.”

[retrocgads]

UK 1982

[picsfromsiberiangirl]

A Barbie Car.