Two of the three friends I saw this weekend in Los Angeles told me they wanted to sell their Teslas. The third didn’t own a Tesla, but wanted to find a way to get rid of one anyway.
As I left the third friend’s house after dinner Sunday night, I saw a bumper sticker wrapped in plastic by her front door. It said, “I got this before Elon went crazy.” This…
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