I didn’t think I could ever find a bike I couldn’t love. And if you ever told me there was something that combined running and biking equally, I think I would kiss you right on the mouth. That was until I saw this:
It’s called a FLIZ (ironic, my first name is in the product?) it’s a concept walking bike… or biking walk… or an unholy union that blended the very essence of all dorkiness.
Behold! The FLIZ!
Make way pedestrians and cyclist! The flying FLIZ-master will make you eat his/her dirt as he coasts/runs/capers along the byways, suspended by his nether-region
German concept engineering at it’s finest: Behold the FLIZ!
FLIZ-ing along, catch you on the flip-side, ladies!
There can be too much of a very good thing.
First word which comes to mind is “Why?” The second is “Ouch!”
Hi chlost! Can you imagine running around the city, hanging by your groin!