The body of that car holds many hilarious memories. It had four swivel wheels, and no steering.
The memories come from a party we had where the hat was passed, and a grown (physically, anyway
) man was paid to get in the thing and ride it down The Hill From Hell With A Hundred Foot Bluff On One Side That Ends In The Red River.
I cannot describe just how funny that was.
And, absolutely, alcohol was involved. Copious amounts.