I’m still driving an original model Honda Insight, which I got a crazy deal on when I bought it in Kentucky – the salesman raised an eyebrow and said “I’m not sure who would want one of these.” Not to stereotype my old hometown of hickville, but I drew a crowd every time I parked that thing for years. “Hey mister! Does that thang run on solar or soybeans?” “Do you gotta crank it up in the morning?”
There’s three or four identical cars in my Boston neighborhood, so it doesn’t exactly raise eyebrows now.
