Here's my midnight confessional - a Tesla Model X driver. ... you won't tell anyone, will you?
Standard disclaimer: I'm not sure if these are technically sins, but I do feel bad about them. Be right back...
Dear audience, forgive me:
• You know that rear rim I had scratched and repaired twice? .... I scratched it again
• I promised myself I’d wash the X tomorrow ... it's still tomorrow.
• I let an Audi A6 beat me 0-60 at a traffic light.
• Every time I aim for the falcon wing door buttons on the control panel, I hit the *front* door button because the front doors buttons are shown at the bottom (i.e. rear) of the car diagram
• I have closed the rear hatch on my head by hitting the Tesla FOB in my pocket accidentally more times than I have used the FOB rear hatch button intentionally
• I am still mad at the X for doing a great auto-park job ... into the wrong stall
• I went on my first road trip, back seat folded and stuffed to the gills. A week later, I remembered I have a &^$#%@#$ front trunk
• I am afraid to dial the music to 11
Standard disclaimer: I'm not sure if these are technically sins, but I do feel bad about them. Be right back...
Dear audience, forgive me:
• You know that rear rim I had scratched and repaired twice? .... I scratched it again
• I promised myself I’d wash the X tomorrow ... it's still tomorrow.
• I let an Audi A6 beat me 0-60 at a traffic light.
• Every time I aim for the falcon wing door buttons on the control panel, I hit the *front* door button because the front doors buttons are shown at the bottom (i.e. rear) of the car diagram
• I have closed the rear hatch on my head by hitting the Tesla FOB in my pocket accidentally more times than I have used the FOB rear hatch button intentionally
• I am still mad at the X for doing a great auto-park job ... into the wrong stall
• I went on my first road trip, back seat folded and stuffed to the gills. A week later, I remembered I have a &^$#%@#$ front trunk
• I am afraid to dial the music to 11