When I was about eight years old, my dad took me to a car show at the local civic center. The venue was full of shiny boxy 70’s versions of Plymouths, Fords, and Toyotas. But the central focus of the show was on this incredible little futuristic concept car that looked like it had fallen directly down from Battlestar Galactica. I was mesmerized. My dad explained that this was an all-electric car, and that by the time I was driving, the roads would be full of these little environmentally and pocketbook friendly babies. The oil and gas crisis earlier in the decade had brought environmentalism to the forefront, and my dad naturally assumed that the general public would be clamoring for an alternative to their current gas guzzlers. So eight years later, license in hand, I looked around the highways and saw…the same old pollution-spewing, wallet-chomping vehicles.
Where were all those little electrical beauties that my dad assured me would be there waiting for me? Well, I’m still waiting. I have had a fascination with electric cars since those early years, and I have been patiently impatiently waiting for the day when they are ready for the mainstream. The past year has put my patience to the test. As an economically-challenged homeschooling family, the current gas hike has made quite an impact on our budget. My laptop took it’s last agonizing breath months ago, and I have been leeching from the generosity of Timeworn-Techie who has graciously lied about “not needing” her laptop right now. Our vacation plans have gone from a weeklong family trip to Vegas we had been planning, to a long weekend at the beach. Now granted these are not huge sacrifices, but they are enough to make me long for the day when I do not have to weep aloud at the gas pump.
And then along comes…the Th!nk – – the little car so reminiscent of my childhood futuristic fantasy. They are coming to America sometime next year, and it couldn’t be soon enough for me. I am intoxicated by the thought of owning one of these cuties. So intoxicated, in fact, that I am barraging their North American company with offers to be one of the first test drivers of their zero emission, safety-conscious product. I mean, why not me? I live in the city (their target market), I am forward thinking, I am upwardly mobile, I am always ready to try something new. And best of all, I am skint. I simply can’t think of another person more suited to try out a Th!nk-mobile. Ok, so maybe the fact that my family is made up of a 6′ 2″ man and two boys who are quickly gaining on him might put a slight damper on my prospects for this mini-mobile, but if I can convince the people at Th!nk that we have a background in circus clowning, and fitting large groups into small automobiles, I think we may stay in the running.
So keep your fingers crossed for me, folks. Cause staying on my good side might just mean I’ll take you for a spin in my snazzy little money-saver (as long as you have no prior history of claustrophobia, that is).