The BMW i3 Electric Vehicle is a Terrible Little German Toaster Driven by the Worst Kind of People

SOLD I do not like electric cars. This is not a secret. I do not even like little cars, unless they're built along the lines of Colin Chapman's Lotus philosophy - "simplify, then add lightness." There is nothing simple about this BMW i3, a car that is definitely not built with a customer like me in mind. Words like "sustainability," "fairly sourced," "zero emissions" and the like carry no weight with me, as I see them as a corpo-hoax designed to make people feel better about themselves while making no real positive impact on anything. I am hoping, praying, that electric cars are not the future. There is a grace, beauty, and loveliness to the internal combustion engine, and an inherent "aliveness" to cars that run on dinosaur fuel. Give me the loping idle of a cammed up big block Chevy or the sweet Italian song of a Ferrari V12 over the whirring and whining of a glorified, gussied up golf cart. So anyway, there it is. Sorry for the angry review, but it was just one of those mornings, coupled to a car I just don't like or appreciate.