No, but unrelated to my car, I did make googly eyes when I saw a bunch of Nazis on a corner of a street four years ago. I do regret it though.
In my half a century of living I have bever seen that before, so it came as a shock to me. Next time I will ensure to give them a good beating instead.
but is your powerful (not even a little bit insecure) masculinity being projected effectively??
I ask myself that every day in my dorky little EV. Sure, it will beat nearly any truck up to 60 mph, but it doesn’t blow black smoke out of the side and it doesn’t sound like marbles rattling in a steel can. I tried putting a playing card in the wheel spokes but it was still too quiet.
Maybe it needs speakers on the back like one of the new chargers.
I don’t have to worry about the bands/clutches in the transmission, I don’t have to worry about bad gas, I don’t have to worry about what this or that engine noise means, I just have to plug it in.
Oh sure you have usable space, but is your powerful (not even a little bit insecure) masculinity being projected effectively??
I’ve been driving an EV for 6 years.
Is there anything else you would like to know about driving EVs?
Have you found yourself accidentally gesturing “my heart goes out to you” with an extended arm at a fascist rally?
No, but unrelated to my car, I did make googly eyes when I saw a bunch of Nazis on a corner of a street four years ago. I do regret it though.
In my half a century of living I have bever seen that before, so it came as a shock to me. Next time I will ensure to give them a good beating instead.
I ask myself that every day in my dorky little EV. Sure, it will beat nearly any truck up to 60 mph, but it doesn’t blow black smoke out of the side and it doesn’t sound like marbles rattling in a steel can. I tried putting a playing card in the wheel spokes but it was still too quiet.
Maybe it needs speakers on the back like one of the new chargers.
How anyone could drive one of those without feeling like a total doofus the whole time, I’ll never know…
To be fair they seem to have trouble selling them.
Yeah, doesn’t growl and make an angry fuss. It’s all so graceful.
It’s also, to me, relaxing.
I don’t have to worry about the bands/clutches in the transmission, I don’t have to worry about bad gas, I don’t have to worry about what this or that engine noise means, I just have to plug it in.
My old one was a petrol mid-engine, real wheel drive, manual, no power steering, no power brakes, with twin sunroof. ;D
This sports car pedigree is adequate masculinity bragging rights. ;D
… Also, according to the advertising, it picks up 5 times as many women as a lambo. :D
That’s a pretty genius ad.