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goggomobil uxeta labrit   I  mireia We had to get out of Mungia. And quick. We got the motor started and started looking for the road that would get us the hell out of there. When we had planned the whole thing out, we hadn’t reckoned on all the streets being cordoned off so they could do work on the sewers. Turn here, turn there, and back around up and down all kinds of streets. Lost. Sweating bullets. Going nowhere.
This didn’t look good at all. We settled on parking the jammer. We flung open the doors, scrambled out of the car, and started looking for a bar. We could hear sirens in the distance. Our eyes were dragged toward a sign in a corner of the street that read "Bar Tender". Our feet followed our eyes. All of a sudden, an undercover cop car with a silent siren pulled up in front of us. Two plainclothes cops got out of the car and puffed themselves up in front of us.
- Good afternoon – the tallest one shouted at us.
- Good afternoon – we answered as calmly as we were able.
- Would it be much to ask just what you’re doing here?
Tension. They were as jittery as us. They stared us in the eye without taking their hands from their jacket pockets.
- Goggomobil – piped up Mikel.
- What? – asked the cop.
- Goggomobil... See that poster over there? That car is a Goggomobil. Made in Mungia. They opened the Goggomobil factory here in Mungia on the 22nd of January, 1957. Munguia Industrial S.A. (Munisa). Having signed an agreement with the Bavarian manufacturer Hans Glas Gmbh, they were licensed to produce the T250 Goggomobil model. This small car was manufactured in the 50s to afford the more humble amongst us with a form of transport. It was much more difficult to make these micro-cars than it is to make what we have on the roads nowadays. You see, you needed to find the perfect balance between weight, power, space and economy. They were made with cheap materials like plastic, cloth and cardboard. Small treasures of engineering. They were only made in Germany, Australia and this small Biscayan village, and the Trabant car, which later achieved fame in the GDR, was based on this little gem.
- Alright, that’s fine... but you’d better watch out for yourselves around here... a bank has just been robbed and the criminals are on the loose around here somewhere.
- Right, grand you are. We’ll be on our way.

Mikel was a terrible co-pilot, he hardly had any friends and he wasn’t up to much as a bank robber. Mikel was a touch, a storm, totally electronic, but his outburst had saved our arses that morning.