For early French Metal...this is my fav classic muscle car.
The Citroen Deux Chevaux .
Tear up half a fresh baguette, & put the morsels in behind the grill. To get going in this front wheel drive beast you turn that front handle. It drops the bread in front of the 2 ("Deux") squirrels....jump in the suicide door, pull the gear lever straight out of the dash, toss it over your shoulder, mind the cow, release the board from the lone rear tire, and Bob's Your Uncle --
away you go....with only a bit of belt slippage and squirrel "chatter".
The top rolls back so you can fit a medium sized milk cow, or 4 goats in there with you.
The seats are early lawn chair aluminum frames with canvas stretched by side springs. There is somewhere around 45" > 48" of suspension travel (no one knows for certain - as none have ever been bottomed) These have been seen to corner on two - or fewer wheels, thanks to the first gum radials from Michelin rubber plantations in what is now Ho-Chi-Nam..
Parts are readily available at most Metro stops. The lone wiper is hand operated so that it rarely fails and the fold down windows provide splendid ventilation. Security is supplied by the lack of door handles or any other means of entry, save for climbing in the roof.
There is a new red rag in the open glove box for signaling turns or stops (if able) - and why use two headlights when one will suffice at the speeds this '2CV' is capable of.
The French were so far ahead of Detroit and Stuttgart.
Stig
