My son is greatly amused at the title I gave to Part 1
. But as a midnight road warrior for years now, thanks to my "day job" in TV news, I'm constantly battling home on the lonely, dark, unplowed streets and highways of Pittsburgh in my trusty Subarus. Arriving home safely, with many an appreciative grin at my faithful AWD vehicle du jour, I'd convinced myself that I'd never buy a car without AWD.
The Tesla blew that notion all to hell.
When I was in high school in Stuttgart, Germany, I was a very active skier. Being out in the snow was a natural place and I spent many hours on ski slopes and traversing countries to get to/from ski slopes. More often than not I was on a bus (definitely the way to travel when exhausted from a week of skiing) but sometimes not. As every skier knows, packing for a trip is more than just shoving extra turtlenecks and socks into a bag, it's about preparing your equipment and getting repairs done before discovering at the top of the ski lift that your binding won't catch.
Back in those days I often found myself behind a '70s era BMW 7-series, a car so malevolent in snow that its attempts at homicide were only tempered by the application of snow tires. The steering wheel was a completely optional accessory in Winter driving as most directional changes could be made with the gas pedal alone. Little did I know it, but a lesson was learned, combining those two activities... and here we are.