Well, I did it. I sold the Mustang and ordered a 2016 Prius.
The thought has been at the back of my mind for a long time and I just couldn’t
live with the guilt of being a gross polluter anymore. Somewhere a skinny polar
bear is thanking me.
No more waiting for the engine to warm up. No more waking
the neighbors when I pull out of the garage belching “good morning” through 2 ½
inch duals. No more attracting the attention of local law enforcement at every
stop light. My Prius just wrrrrrr, clicks into silent motion and the only
emissions are the lyrics of "When Doves Cry" whispered softly in the night.