Ah, Manhattan in the good old days; an anxious time of crowded mobility that has ascended down to the present time. Always good to see that our forbearers never failed to appreciate a good joke; laughing at the progressive aspects of living in the fast lane.
Nevertheless, my world-weary but fast Ford Mustang would absolutely refuse to get into a contraption like that. My motorized pony would go Christine on me; causing death, havoc, and similar inconvenience to everyone and everything in her path.
Photo: Global Informer.