My father came to visit. He wanted to go out to the woods. He drove his truck, and he gave me an MG one seater. The front was one wheel and a flap with the classic MG logo. I had to flip up the front cover and it had two little buttons. One forward, one brake. We went to the woods, and then returned. The MG would turn on a dime, seeing as it had only one wheel.
I went to see a friend and a flood started. I had to get a pony and a handicapped person out safely. I had the handicapped person drive the MG (which she called a Vespa) and I held the pony up while it sat on the back of the MG.
The FBI arrived and were annoyed that I got the pony out and was nasty about the pony riding the MG.