to apply to register a vehicle you should have to go to an office where behind the desk is the burliest example of rural kiwi masculinity, and you have to explain to him what you're buying and what for.
"whaddaya gettin', mate?"
"a uh Ford Ranger"
"oh yeah? and whaddaya need that for?"
"uh getting to the office"
"and where d'ya live?"
"Karori?"
*raises eyebrow* "maybe this one's more your speed" *slides a cycling catalogue across the table and points to the commuter bikes*