![]() ![]() ![]() Our plane had arrived early so the car hadn’t had time to get a full charge, the owner told us. You could hear the owner shouting, “Do not eat in my car!” I half expected Bob Woodward and Mark Felt to come around the corner. As instructed, we texted the owner when we found the vehicle, after which he remotely unlocked the doors for us. It was located next to the charging stations. We picked up the car in the parking garage at Reagan International Airport in D.C. And we’d get to drive a Tesla and save the planet. Not only was that cheaper than the car rental companies, but we wouldn’t have to buy gas. The owner, a man in Washington, D.C., was offering us the use of his vehicle for $50 a day. We found a listing on Turo, the ridesharing app, for a 2021 Tesla series Y. My wife Kerri and I were going to Virginia to visit our son. Well, there were a heckuva lot of things they didn’t tell me when I rented an electric car. For years, my brother kept a poster on his garage wall of a grizzled old cowboy, soiled hat, bandana around his neck, staring into the distance, with this caption: “There were a heckuva lot of things they didn’t tell me when I hired on with this outfit.” ![]()
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