I don’t find any races entertaining to watch. Electric gets me from point a to point b extreme rapidly, and that’s where I find my fun. In instantly flying past the doofus ahead who’s driving 10 under the limit and arriving at my destination without aggravation. Doubling my speed to catch the next green cycle. Hauling what I need without worrying about space. Never hearing “oh, you’re a ___ guy.” It’s just a fast car with trunk space to me. Romanticization of cars is utterly absent in me.
Please do. Sitting behind slow moving, hesitant, unpredictable drivers is agony. I imagine you choose not to use your blinker, seize the gap, or follow the flow of traffic like everyone else in this godforsaken city.
If I see you crawling down the freeway on-ramp at half the speed of the drivers you’re attempting to merge between, I will transfer to you the aneurysm you planted within me by sheer force of will as I pass by you.
I don’t find any races entertaining to watch. Electric gets me from point a to point b extreme rapidly, and that’s where I find my fun. In instantly flying past the doofus ahead who’s driving 10 under the limit and arriving at my destination without aggravation. Doubling my speed to catch the next green cycle. Hauling what I need without worrying about space. Never hearing “oh, you’re a ___ guy.” It’s just a fast car with trunk space to me. Romanticization of cars is utterly absent in me.
You sound like a reckless driver. Remind me to stay at home when you’re driving.
Please do. Sitting behind slow moving, hesitant, unpredictable drivers is agony. I imagine you choose not to use your blinker, seize the gap, or follow the flow of traffic like everyone else in this godforsaken city.
If I see you crawling down the freeway on-ramp at half the speed of the drivers you’re attempting to merge between, I will transfer to you the aneurysm you planted within me by sheer force of will as I pass by you.