I LOVE being proved wrong when things start looking right! I received an e-mail request for my e-mail address from the team at Aptera©. I won’t give out their e-mail address just yet because I don’t want to be disrespectful and open them up to spam. I just sent my e-mail address to them and I am now waiting for a response. I will report on that response when I receive it. Thank you Aptera team.

Now for a little moaning… I called my bank today and exposed myself for the kook I am to the loan officer. I don’t have an exact transcript of the conversation, but I think it went something like this: RING RING. Hello this is (name withheld) how may I help you?

Me: Um, hi. I am interested in getting a loan, may I speak with with a loan specialist?

Bank guy: I can help you with that.

Me: Oh! great. I am interested in getting a loan for a non-standard vehicle that doesn’t really fall into either the category of a car or motorcycle.

Bank guy: What do you mean by non-standard?

Me: Well, I am currently looking at purchasing a car that has 3 wheels and gets 300 miles to the gallon.

Bank guy: Uhmm, yeah…

Me: Seriously, there is a company in Carlsbad California called Aptera and they have built this prototype car that has a high probability of going into production and it is going to cost around $29,900. They say that production will start on the cars in about a year from now and I am investigating what needs to be done financially and legally on my part so that I will be ready when the car is available. I need to know if my bank will give me a loan for this vehicle and if so, will it be an auto loan, a motorcycle loan, or whatever other type of loan they would consider.

Bank guy: I don’t have an answer for that right now but I can look into it for you, can I get your phone number? I will have to call you back.

The request for a call back could be real or it could have been his way of blowing me off. I don’t know yet, but I will wait patiently for his call for a couple of weeks and I will call him back then. He will either have a positive response ready for me or he will keep me on the line just long enough for Homeland Security to find my location through a phone trace.

My next task is to contact the Ohio Bureau of Motor Vehicles and see what they think. I will need to make a list of questions to ask prior to calling anymore people so I don’t sound so much like a crank caller. I never realized how out of step my thinking is with the rest of society until I started calling respectable institutions and asking the people that work there how they feel about three wheeled cars that look like spaceships. I guess it must have been the same feeling Henry Ford must have had when he was looking for backers for his ‘horseless carriage‘. Or how 14 year old farm boy Philo T. Farnsworth must have felt when he described his idea for a device that would allow you to transmit pictures through your home radio and that he got the idea from plowing a field (cue laugh track).

I am strengthened in the knowledge of the fact that nothing worth anything was ever created by doing the same things in the same way. Innovation comes from the bleeding edge. It happens when common people keep doing what they know is right amidst the laughter and scorn of those less adventurous. Although there is nothing heroic about purchasing a car, I am finding that I need to stir up my courage to face the conventional wisdom of my family and friends. I spoke with my brother about the Aptera this last weekend. Of all people, I thought he would be the most open minded being as he is employed for one of the Big Three and is a car nut who is also member of the National Hot Rod Association. I should have known better. He laughed at me and rolled his eyes so hard I could hear them rolling over the telephone. Most hot rod guys don’t like automotive innovation because they think the auto industry stopped making real cars around 1949 and he is no exception. His jibes rolled off me though when I remembered of the words of our dear departed mother who would often say of such nattering nabobs of negativism, “Consider the source.” She would have also said to the perpetrator of such unkindness, “You will receive your reward in Heaven… A BALE OF HAY YOU HORSE’S ASS!”

I have to admit, I agree with the car nuts that the cars that came out of the Energy Crisis of the late 1970’s and there after were junk. And I believe that the gigantic SUV of the 90’s and 2000’s is a waste of metal and fuel. However I have never been a hot rod person because my inspiration comes from the Salt Flats at Bonneville. The idea of taking a car to the absolute limit sends chills up my spine. If I were given the opportunity to jump into a rocket car and ramp it up as fast as it could go, I would do it without a second thought. Aptera is doing something similar with their car. They are not going for speed; they are going for distance. This idea excites me even more than Bonneville because speed records are a very personal experience that will always be exclusive to the men and women in the fireproof suits. In the near future, we can perhaps all participate in distance records on a daily basis by just driving to work for weeks on end without a fill-up. Or by driving cross country to see this land the way it should be seen on just a couple of tanks of fuel. Maybe even the Sunday drive through the country will be popular again when we free our selves from our addiction to gas. Imagine how much stress you would loose if you could get rid of the weekly fuel bill. Personally, I work to earn money, to pay for gas, so I can go to work, to get more money, to pay for more gas, so I can go to work… This is depressing to me because at my age I should have more disposable income but I have become a slave to the commuter lifestyle.

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