I can't help it. Whenever I pass by this little buggy I start hearing Michael Murphey's "Wildfire." You know, "She ran calling Wildfire..." It's a depressing song, but there's nothing but warm, fuzzy feelings about this vehicle. I've never actually seen it moving; it just seems to move from one side of the street to another. And the inside isn't really warm and fuzzy. The seats are actually covered in plastic. Still, it's an excellent car.
If you want to hear Murphey's "Wildfire," go here.