Merlin's son-in-law must not be looking hard enough for Teslas; over here on the east side of L.A. County and the San Gabriel Valley, I can't get away from them. Any drive of more than a couple of miles turns up one or more of the pesky things. Very annoying, since between them and myriad Optimas, I'm always spotting an attractive roofline in traffic, speeding up to see if it's a Stinger, and then being disappointed.

A friend recently excitedly reported, "I'm seeing lots of Stingers out there now." I haven't had the heart to tell her that she probably hasn't.