Reporter Rented an Electric Car For Her Road Trip, and It Turned Into The Vacation From HELL

Reporter Rented an Electric Car For Her Road Trip, and It Turned Into The Vacation From HELL

I am telling you, this country is nowhere near ready to ditch gasoline and go electric. We don’t have the plans, infrastructure, or education in place to even begin a “soft transition,” let alone something major.


But that hasn’t stopped our irresponsible elitist liberal leaders from blackmailing us into making the change, now has it?

What do they care if our lives turn into a hellish nightmare of chaos and disorganization? All they want is to line their pockets and the pockets of their friends and donors in “green energy.”

Us peasants are just an annoyance, at this point.

But sadly for the elites, the peasants, while being annoying, actually do hold a great deal of power, and if we stand together and reject their agenda, it’ll go down in a ball of flames.

And that appears to be what’s currently happening.

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As Biden and his Handlers put the squeeze on Americans to purchase a 55K electric car, by unleashing soaring gas prices, the truth about the current state of “green energy” is finding a way to leak out.

There’s a Wall Street Journal reporter who tried to go on a 4-day road trip with her electric car, and it turned into the trip from hell.

Here’s part of her story:


Back on the road, we can’t even make it 200 miles on a full charge en route to Miner, Mo. Clearly, tornado warnings and electric cars don’t mix. The car’s highway range actually seems worse than its range in cities.

Indeed, highway driving doesn’t benefit as much from the car’s regenerative-braking technology—which uses energy generated in slowing down to help a car recharge its battery—Kia spokesman James Bell tells me later. He suspects our car is the less-expensive EV6 model with a range not of 310 miles, as listed on Turo, but 250. He says he can’t be sure what model we were driving without physically inspecting the car.

“As we have all learned over many years of experience with internal combustion engine vehicles, factors such as average highway speed, altitude changes, and total cargo weight can all impact range, whether derived from a tank of gasoline or a fully charged battery,” he says.

To save power, we turn off the car’s cooling system and the radio, unplug our phones and lower the windshield wipers to the lowest possible setting while still being able to see. Three miles away from the station, we have one mile of estimated range.

“Charge, Urgently!” the dashboard urges. “We know!” we respond.

At zero miles, we fly screeching into a gas-station parking lot. A trash can goes flying and lands with a clatter to greet us. Dinner is beef jerky, our plans to dine at a kitschy beauty shop-turned-restaurant in Memphis long gone.

Then we start to argue. Mack reminds me she needs to be back in time for her shift the next day. There’s no way we’ll make it, I tell her.

“Should we just drive straight through to New Orleans?” I finally ask desperately, even as I realize I’ve failed to map out the last 400 miles of our route.

To scout our options, Mack calls a McDonald’s in Winona, Miss., that is home to one of the few fast chargers along our route back to New Orleans. PlugShare tells us the last user has reported the charger broken. An employee who picks up reasonably responds that given the rain, she’ll pass on checking to see if an error message is flashing across the charger’s screen.

Home, sweet $4-a-gallon home
At our hotel, we decide 4 hours of sleep is better than none, and set our alarms for 4 a.m.

We figure 11 hours should be plenty for a trip that would normally take half as long. That is, if absolutely everything goes right.

Miraculously, it does. At the McDonald’s where we stop for our first charge at 6 a.m., the charger zaps to life. The body shop and parts department director at Rogers-Dabbs Chevrolet in Brandon, Miss., comes out to unlock the charger for us with a keycard at 10 a.m. We’re thrilled we waited for business hours, realizing we can only charge while he’s there.

We pull into New Orleans 30 minutes before Mack’s shift starts—exhausted and grumpy.

The following week, I fill up my Jetta at a local Shell station. Gas is up to $4.08 a gallon.

I inhale deeply. Fumes never smelled so sweet.

Sounds like a blast.

I have a friend who bought a 60K dollar electric Mustang, and he went to a wedding, and when it was over, he realized he didn’t have enough of a charge to make it home, and he knew it’d take HOURS to charge, so he had to stay the night and most of the next morning, in a hotel.

Talk about a pain in the butt.


Again, we’re not ready for this, but Dems won’t listen… so vote them out, and get people in office who will properly represent us and our needs.

H/T Citizen Free Press

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