I saw familiar-looking headlights in my rearview the other night, going up the I-5 express lanes over the Ship Canal in Seattle. Sure enough, I was overtaken by an identical 2014 Ice Storm FFE. I presume he saw the Plugshare sticker and the Electric badge and we did a nod.
Last summer I parked around the corner from my barber's shop and found myself next to the home of a local guy whose enterprises include specialty coffee roasting and biodiesel
, and he's got another neighbor with an FFE, so we had three on the same block.
Most mornings I make a point of noting the electric cars on my commute. When I go to the East Side, there's always a Tesla or two. Haven't seen a Model X yet.
Today I was counting hybrids, too. Eight LEAFs, sixteen Prius liftbacks, and one each hybrid Camry, Mercury Mountaineer, Chevy Tahoe (!), one Fusion, and two C-Max Hybrids.
The other day I saw a yellow Lotus come around the corner and then was disappointed when I realized I could hear it's engine whining, indicating it was an Elise, not a Roadster.