Cyclecar
A cyclecar was a type of small, lightweight and inexpensive car manufactured mainly between 1910 and the late 1920s. Cyclecars were characterised by their use of basic materials and sometimes fragile engineering and were largely contrived to fill a gap in the market between the motorcycle and the car. Their demise was largely the result of production economies in the manufacture of more substantial economy cars such as the Austin 7 and the consequent affordability of such vehicles. Vehicles with similar qualities produced after World War II, are generally categorized as microcars.
General description
Cyclecars were propelled by single-cylinder, V-twin or more rarely four-cylinder engines, often air-cooled. Sometimes these had been originally used in motorcycles and other components from this source such as gearboxes were also employed. Cyclecars were halfway between motorcycles and cars and were fitted with lightweight bodies, sometimes in a tandem two-seater configuration and could be primitive with minimal comfort and weather protection. They used various layouts and means of transmitting the engine power to the wheels, such as belt drive or chain drive often to one rear wheel only to avoid having to provide a differential.
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by: Kelly RowlandBoy you got a bitch zoning
It's dam near 5 inna morning
Kinda wish that I could clone it
For the times when your not around yeah
Boy I'll never leave you lonely
Be your one and only
You need a main girl
That fucks you like a side chick
Let go and stop fucking around
You need that sexy girl
That independent
That ridin around this bitch and getting it
That no blogging
That huslte hard
At home
On the job
Put it on ya like ooh lord
Real shit
No fraud
Hit the mall
Then buy you something
I ain't frontin
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do it like you do
I'm so ATL
And I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
That I know what I'm doing
Baby can't you tell
That I know what I'm doing
Thinking oh you got me crazy
Shit
Calling you baby
Questions I used to say no to
Now it's maybe
Picture you turning me out
All good
All hood
I can make sure that your love is never misunderstood
I'll have you like she never had you
Stop fucking around
You need that sexy girl
That independent
That riding around this bitch getting it
That no blogging
That huslte hard
At home
On the job
Put it on ya like ooh lord
Real shit
No fraud
Hit the mall
Then buy you something
I ain't fronting
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do it like you do
I'm so ATL
I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
Don't care
Where you been
Who you been with
How it ended
Just love me
I don't care how recent
Sure you got your reasons
Boy pick up your future
And leave the past
I'll take your good and your bad
Aye aye oh
Don't nobody do me like you do
I'm so ATL
Boy I'm so Houston
Baby can't you tell
Tell
Tell