I have a confession to make ... one I’m not entirely proud of, but it’s one I have to get off my chest. So, here goes … I’ve been Juicin’. Juicin’ a lot more than I used to. No, I’m not talking about hitting a vape pen or dedicating my life to a liquid diet consisting of organic fruits and vegetables. Nor have I been pumping myself full of steroids. The juice I speak of is electricity—the stuff that powers my 2017 Chevy Volt. There, I said it. Now, before you assume I’ve gone totally soft and am abandoning my 1971 Camaro or 1962 Impala … I’m not. Not by a long shot. I’ve merely been carpooling to work with my wife in a leased electric car. And lately, it’s been happening a lot more.
In fact, there have been times when I’ve driven it to work solo. Driving alone in the HOV lane during rush hour traffic kind of makes me feel like a bit of a lawbreaker. Cue in Bevis and Butthead, “Breaking the law, breaking the law!” Although I dig driving it, the one thing I don’t like are those ugly-ass California carpool stickers. Whoever designed those needs to hit a few more semesters of art class. But the poor carpool sticker aesthetics go right out the window while I’m buzzing down the far left lane at 55 mph while a good number of my freeway counterparts are sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic, head down sneaking in a text or firing off a tweet about how horrible SoCal traffic is. I have to say, there really is something liberating about driving in the carpool lane without a passenger.
OK, so I occasionally drive an electric car. Don’t knock it til you’ve tried it. You’d be surprised how much torque those little cars have. I’ve been known to roast the front tires at will in that thing. OK, roasting is a bit of a stretch—chirping is about as good as it gets until the traction control kicks in. But still …
I always thought it would be funny to see someone get a speeding ticket in a Prius or Volt ... until it happened to me. After about $290 and six hours worth of Online Traffic School the humor was gone. Although my wife still gets a kick out of it. A little advice … don’t drive 40 mph in a school zone even if there is only one “kid”(?) walking down the sidewalk near a school regardless of the time of day. Trust me, I pleaded my case to the cop that pulled me over that the person walking near the school didn’t look like a kid and it was hours after school had been let out, but he was having none of it.
I suppose getting a speeding in a ticket in a Tesla Model S P100D while flying down an open road at say 80 or 90 mph would have been more legit, but with a price tag of $122K, I just don’t have that kind of juice. You in?
Illustration by Chris Brown