Motherfucker, PLEASE. The book isn’t anti-autonomous cars at all. I fucking WISH writing anti-Tesla articles made one tiny bit of difference on book sales. It doesn’t. And I’m not anti-Tesla. But if this is your reaction to this story, perhaps you should seek out your clergyperson or a trusted relative. Maybe a…
Forgot to mention the twins:
20 years, David Tracy hides in a corner in the post-apocalyptic hell that is the United States of America. Armor-clad police march in columns down the street. Jim Spanfeller, having somehow failed his way into a role as Ivanka Trump’s Vice President, shouts over loudspeakers about beans. People writhe in agony on the…
Am I doing this right..?
must have just come back from the bathroom, they have one of those Magic Eye posters in there
Probably because their rear axle is a lot further behind the driver’s seat than in a regular vehicle, so they feel that if their eyes have passed the obstacle, they can turn in, and the middle of the vehicle sweeps over the curb.
In heaven, the electronics are Japanese, the suspension is German, the bodywork Italian, the interior French, and it’s sold at American prices.
“It’s a bird! It’s a plane! Wait, no, yep that is a Bird!”
Even better, have an experienced instructor drive YOU around the track in YOUR car. I’ve always been amazed how fast my car can turn laps with a seasoned driver behind the wheel.