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rogbmw
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Beautiful....that is exactly what I ordered, but in a regular 85, not a P. Congrats!
Try one of these two threads:
Will-The-Real-Pacific-Blue-Please-Stand-Up
Model-S-Shows-Its-True-Colors-(Photos)
Thank You! Blues my favorite!! Absolutely beautiful in the sunlight. I love car colors that stick out but aren't obscene.
Wow, Wow, and Wow!!!!!!!!!!! What a car! SUPER FAST, SUPER SMOOTH, and GORGEOUS! I understand Motor Trends comment of a sports car that rides like a Rolls Royce. Very obvious now that the car received the COTY award by unanamous decision. One last comment - for those of you on the fence between performance and non-performance, get the performance!!!!!!!!! Amazing!!!!! This vehicle makes all others look like they are from the stone age. Of course, worth the wait! I know you have heard that but waut until you get your car. You will love it! Time to go driving!
not seeing many stories and pictures anymore....need a fix to keep me satiated
Agreed. I love reading every delivery story and viewing pictures of the new cars. It never gets old.
Edit: The stories and pics are in multiple threads. I've seen some in the Delivery Update thread, like this one: Model S Delivery Update - Page 327
Green Comes to New England
Delivery Day - 12/12/12 [Complete album]
The weather gods caused my delivery truck to be diverted to Tennessee, so instead of receiving my car as planned on a rainy Monday, a mostly sunny Wednesday is the time, the John Hancock Tower (Boston edition), the target. It's a perfect delivery location, one block off I-90 with an entire city block of "No Parking" curbing, and there's a cafe inside the Tower right there. My DS, Andrew Clark, arrives at 11am or so, where I find him an hour later busily answering emails. Just as I arrive, a large orange car carrier pulls up:
Soon the S is on the elevator down, coyly showing just her door:
I've seen all the Signature colors--red, black, silver, white. I've seen brown. I ordered green, entirely on personal prejudice and a small sample glimpsed in the California sunlight at Santana Row. So the first time I see green in person is there, curbside in Boston, of a car I've taken title to 10 days earlier. Apprehensive? You bet. Satisfied? No -- beyond satisfied. If I had been asked to customize my color choice, I think I would have been within a few wavelengths of what I've got (I would, perhaps, have added just a smidge more blue). Lots of people walking by stop and stare; lots of iPhone pics. The Tower houses Bain Capital and many other hedge funds, so I took some personal satisfaction in thinking that more than a few might have seen their future car sitting on the curb yesterday.
Having been forewarned that many Model Ss delivered long-distance arrive near-empty, I was not surprised when the charge meter showed 9 miles of range in the battery. Fortunately, my parking garage is just around the corner and has 5 Chargepoint chargers (free with parking). Unfortunately, all of them were ICEd. :cursing: Fortunately, the driving lanes in the garage are wide, and we sidle my car next to one of the evil ICE queens, close enough for the charge cord to reach. Plug in, start charging, and start the walk-through! First lesson, of course, was how to use the J1772 adapter.
I leave the office early--for some inexplicable reason, my productivity wasn't great, and I wanted to get the Model S home before dark. I've got a tricky driveway that I didn't want to attempt for the first time in darkness. Now, I mentioned earlier that I hadn't seen a green Model S. Did I mention that I'd also never driven a Model S? Hmm. So, yes, the first time I drive the S, or any electric car, is in Boston rush-hour traffic. Worse yet, on Storrow Drive. There's an iMax video of driving down Storrow Drive in time lapse photography, and it never fails to elicit squeals of fear and anxiety. Three lanes, each wide enough for a Yaris, that twists and turns along the Charles River. Fortunately, I develop an escort -- one guy in a blue Infiniti G, another in a MB S-series, take up as wingmen, clearly enjoying the view. At the light at the exit ramp, the MB driver and I chat; "What's that! Looks so great! Gotta check that out!".
While I appreciate the external validation, what really mattered was my personal delight in driving the car. Frankly, I was more than a little nervous--I had heard many of you say that driving electric was revolutionary, etc. I first learned to drive stick in Harvard Square, which was a nerve-wracking experience. I envisioned have the same nerve-wracking experience again, but this time with my new $90k car! Fortunately, the Model S behaved impeccably. If you can drive an ICE car comfortably, you can drive your Model S. (As I learned with more driving, though, it takes some focus and practice to learn to drive your Model S well). I was soon able to drive down Storrow Drive's rush-hour traffic with just the accelerator, in complete control. Sitting at lights in the silence was a real reminder of just how wasteful all those ICEs are, sitting in traffic burning fuel.
Arrived home without incident; plugged in; opened a bottle of nice wine to share with my wife.
Day 2 - Cape Ann [complete album]
Thursday was supposed to be clear and crisp, and the photo opps I had scouted were counting on that fact. The overnight clouds hadn't quite burned off, so after dropping my son off at his train to school (yes, he goes to Hogwart's), I came back for another cup of coffee while the day cleared. As promised, clouds passed, and off I go. First, to the Charlestown Navy Yard near my home, berth of the U.S.S. Constitution. One of the first six ships of the U.S. Navy, and still a commissioned warship, I thought it appropriate to introduce one revolutionary to another (although high security intervened some):
From Charlestown, we drove over to East Boston to get our EZPass updated, and to snap some pics against the backdrop of the Boston waterfront:
Then a run up the coast to Cape Ann, the "second cape" of Massachusetts, rockier and more densely settled than the better-known Cape Cod. We've spent a lot of time up there, so I had some ideas of good places to go, like Lanes Cove:
Lunch in Rockport, with its dramatic views out across the Atlantic:
A drive further up the coast, through the unspoiled beauties of Essex County, finally led me to Plum Island, home of the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge. And here I discovered a different aspect of the Model S. Driving slowly along, nearly alone in this wilderness, the birds were completely oblivious to my silent progress. The Great Blue Herons waded through the shallow grasslands, undisturbed. A red-tailed hawk perched on a limb by the road stayed unmoving as I passed. Magic. Along the road, a bush had yet to be denuded of its offering of red berries, leaving me with a final image, red and green for the Yule:
Delivery Day - 12/12/12 [Complete album]
The weather gods caused my delivery truck to be diverted to Tennessee, so instead of receiving my car as planned on a rainy Monday, a mostly sunny Wednesday is the time, the John Hancock Tower (Boston edition), the target. It's a perfect delivery location, one block off I-90 with an entire city block of "No Parking" curbing, and there's a cafe inside the Tower right there. My DS, Andrew Clark, arrives at 11am or so, where I find him an hour later busily answering emails. Just as I arrive, a large orange car carrier pulls up:
Soon the S is on the elevator down, coyly showing just her door:
I've seen all the Signature colors--red, black, silver, white. I've seen brown. I ordered green, entirely on personal prejudice and a small sample glimpsed in the California sunlight at Santana Row. So the first time I see green in person is there, curbside in Boston, of a car I've taken title to 10 days earlier. Apprehensive? You bet. Satisfied? No -- beyond satisfied. If I had been asked to customize my color choice, I think I would have been within a few wavelengths of what I've got (I would, perhaps, have added just a smidge more blue). Lots of people walking by stop and stare; lots of iPhone pics. The Tower houses Bain Capital and many other hedge funds, so I took some personal satisfaction in thinking that more than a few might have seen their future car sitting on the curb yesterday.
Having been forewarned that many Model Ss delivered long-distance arrive near-empty, I was not surprised when the charge meter showed 9 miles of range in the battery. Fortunately, my parking garage is just around the corner and has 5 Chargepoint chargers (free with parking). Unfortunately, all of them were ICEd. :cursing: Fortunately, the driving lanes in the garage are wide, and we sidle my car next to one of the evil ICE queens, close enough for the charge cord to reach. Plug in, start charging, and start the walk-through! First lesson, of course, was how to use the J1772 adapter.
I leave the office early--for some inexplicable reason, my productivity wasn't great, and I wanted to get the Model S home before dark. I've got a tricky driveway that I didn't want to attempt for the first time in darkness. Now, I mentioned earlier that I hadn't seen a green Model S. Did I mention that I'd also never driven a Model S? Hmm. So, yes, the first time I drive the S, or any electric car, is in Boston rush-hour traffic. Worse yet, on Storrow Drive. There's an iMax video of driving down Storrow Drive in time lapse photography, and it never fails to elicit squeals of fear and anxiety. Three lanes, each wide enough for a Yaris, that twists and turns along the Charles River. Fortunately, I develop an escort -- one guy in a blue Infiniti G, another in a MB S-series, take up as wingmen, clearly enjoying the view. At the light at the exit ramp, the MB driver and I chat; "What's that! Looks so great! Gotta check that out!".
While I appreciate the external validation, what really mattered was my personal delight in driving the car. Frankly, I was more than a little nervous--I had heard many of you say that driving electric was revolutionary, etc. I first learned to drive stick in Harvard Square, which was a nerve-wracking experience. I envisioned have the same nerve-wracking experience again, but this time with my new $90k car! Fortunately, the Model S behaved impeccably. If you can drive an ICE car comfortably, you can drive your Model S. (As I learned with more driving, though, it takes some focus and practice to learn to drive your Model S well). I was soon able to drive down Storrow Drive's rush-hour traffic with just the accelerator, in complete control. Sitting at lights in the silence was a real reminder of just how wasteful all those ICEs are, sitting in traffic burning fuel.
Arrived home without incident; plugged in; opened a bottle of nice wine to share with my wife.
Day 2 - Cape Ann [complete album]
Thursday was supposed to be clear and crisp, and the photo opps I had scouted were counting on that fact. The overnight clouds hadn't quite burned off, so after dropping my son off at his train to school (yes, he goes to Hogwart's), I came back for another cup of coffee while the day cleared. As promised, clouds passed, and off I go. First, to the Charlestown Navy Yard near my home, berth of the U.S.S. Constitution. One of the first six ships of the U.S. Navy, and still a commissioned warship, I thought it appropriate to introduce one revolutionary to another (although high security intervened some):
From Charlestown, we drove over to East Boston to get our EZPass updated, and to snap some pics against the backdrop of the Boston waterfront:
Then a run up the coast to Cape Ann, the "second cape" of Massachusetts, rockier and more densely settled than the better-known Cape Cod. We've spent a lot of time up there, so I had some ideas of good places to go, like Lanes Cove:
Lunch in Rockport, with its dramatic views out across the Atlantic:
A drive further up the coast, through the unspoiled beauties of Essex County, finally led me to Plum Island, home of the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge. And here I discovered a different aspect of the Model S. Driving slowly along, nearly alone in this wilderness, the birds were completely oblivious to my silent progress. The Great Blue Herons waded through the shallow grasslands, undisturbed. A red-tailed hawk perched on a limb by the road stayed unmoving as I passed. Magic. Along the road, a bush had yet to be denuded of its offering of red berries, leaving me with a final image, red and green for the Yule:
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Tommy
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Nicely done Robert. You all ready know that as beautiful as the pictures of the green S are; they still don't completely capture the magic of the color green Tesla has concocted. It really is a color that needs to be seen in the flesh to really appreciate its beauty.
Three endnotes:
- You didn't hear me talk about charging. Charging? I drove all day on one charge.
- The car is a dream to drive. It simply does exactly what you want it to do, no hesitations, no doubts, no fuss, no muss. Waiting 1042 days? More than worth it.
- The close of the day was to get the inspection sticker. I took it to the nearby Honda dealer. This was great fun; as soon as I drove into the service bay, every tech swarmed the Model S. Soon the flow of sales staff and management followed -- I'm sure that every employee was there. Everyone loved the Model S. Three different men, all end-of-career sales types, came up to ask me about the car. Each of them said, "Soon, all cars are going to be like that." But it'll put the service guys out of business, I said. "So? It's a better car." It was really amazing to see crusty veterans of the ICE wars not only face the future, but embrace it.
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