Junior yuck-raker: Fourth grader films his gross school lunch 
Utilities for dummies, featuring quokkas 
Staggering time-lapse footage of the Oklahoma tornado 
I was driving my red Chevy Volt to work the other day when I noticed something. Just ahead of me, and one lane over, was -- another Volt! My heart raced. I sped up, and pulled alongside the other car. The stranger in the black Volt saw me and grinned. We waved to each other, and nodded knowingly. He rolled down his window, and motioned for me to do the same. Our brief conversation -- through the sounds of rolling tires and whooshing air, and no engine noise at all -- went something like this:
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Isn’t this great?"
"Yes! Totally!"
"Other people just don't get it, ya know?"
"I know! I know!"
"Traffic!"
"Oh! Right. See ya!"
With a hasty thumbs-up, we raised our windows and went our separate ways.
Such chummy exchanges are commonplace among the small but growing number of people who have ditched internal combustion in exchange for a vehicle that can be plugged in. Current options include the Volt, the practical Nissan Leaf, the jaw-dropping but expensive Tesla Model S, and a few others.
Enthusiasm and camaraderie among plug-in vehicle owners are high. Very high, in fact. Constantly frustrated by hearing others' silly misconceptions of our electric vehicles, and dismayed by the oily misinformation that saturates media coverage of our beloved cars, we turn to one another for sanity and support. To us, the rest of the world just doesn't get it. And we wish you did. On behalf of misunderstood electric-car fanatics everywhere, I'd like to explain a few things. Buckle up; here we go.
