From Guest Blogger Writer MC: Classic Car to Electric Car–an Easy Experiment
I loved my 1972 VW Beetle. It was the car my mom bought when I was a baby, and I spent many childhood hours riding in it and, when my parents replaced it, playing in, on, and around it. When I learned to drive, it became my first car. It was the car I drove my girlfriends around in and even the one who would become my wife (though her parents imposed the ridiculous stipulation that I replace the passenger side seatbelt first). I drove friends around in it, and we acquired dozens of great stories from it, (like how one of them sat down too hard over the battery and got a shock that burned through his shorts). I had beaten up, abused, and loved that car for decades so that it had become real, like the Velveteen Rabbit. (more…)
Yesterday, I attended the 
