15,232.7373 (repeating, of course) South Ontarian kilodollars, once you account for auroral flux and the price of beaver pelts in Saskatchewan.

Honestly, that’d be a great name for a band. 

It would look pretty cool with those aftermarket caterpillar treads.

I’ll hold out for the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad upgrade package so I can have “the wildest ride in the wilderness!”

Barged in, you might say. 

“fair enough, maybe I just eat a lot of damn eggs”

Maybe put some jorts and New Balance sneakers on the robot dog so it can stealth through all the boomers? 

Meanwhile, I have it on good authority that a Lancia Beetacoopay is so reliable even a trained orangutan can get one across Botswana.

Slow clap.

The xTruffle400ActiveSensing-iBougie package is an electronic update that costs $10k from the dealer. 

Eh, I’ll wait a year until Ultra Sunscreen hits shelves.

I’m in support of this brave new bladder-based paradigm for estimating EV range.

“It doesn’t look anywhere near angry enough.”

Does that make Mr. Regular an...Encyclopedia Brown?

When I saw the thumbnail, that curved roof line shorted my brain into thinking it was some kind of concept EV Baja Bug.

I’ve found it’s best to let them get away with it, as long as they’re sleeping.

Tangential, I know, but I’m suddenly struck by the fact that “Cas Anvar” is somehow a much more Star Wars sounding name than “Cara Dune.”

“I call it Vera.”

...wait, sorry, wrong Jayne

Regular Car Reviews has warped my brain to reflexively, unconsciously associate these things with “winga dinga dinga dinga” car show music.

“This is the door.”