Once upon a time (OK, more than once), I drove a little over 1,200 miles in around 23 hours. Stops for gas (and go), was about it. Get out for 10-15 minutes, walk around and hit it again. I'll never do it again though.
In '91, I went from Northern Virginia to California in about three days, stopping in Oklahoma City to rent a motel room and sleep for about six hours.
. . driving a souped-up cherry-metallic '79 Honda Civic 1200 . . .
In the sun-drenched late afternoon, when I reached Kingman, a yellow Corvette wanted to "rally" with me . . .
My butt began to hurt as darkness fell and I was buzzing past Essex, CA. I had this cramp in my 44-year-old ass that lasted two days after I slept for 14 hours . . .
How long does it take to recharge these electric wonders? $39,000 is a viable price . . .
But it is butt-ugly. If a third-grader designed the exterior, he had a straight-edge ruler and a purple crayon . . .
I want an SUV. Not something out of "Damnation Alley".
This is Musk's Apocalyptic Vision. We're supposed to drive these things after the world ends.
Tell me this: Does it have 8-track stereo? Well -- does it?!
Anyway, it appears the design was stolen from an old movie:
Damnation Alley
Check it out. Musk's concept cars come out of the 1970s.