My father had a three wheel bubble car and we were all in it (3 kids...how???) when he parked facing a wall in a pub carpark....some very burly chaps picked it up and moved it back so we could get out.
Mind you he also had a triumph spitfire at one time, can remember us three sitting on the rear boot with our feet on the tiny back seat while he was speeding along. It's a wonder we survived, as drinking and driving wasn't frowned upon then either!