I saw a Ford F-150 Lightning electric truck in our neighborhood yesterday. It’s the first one I’ve seen in the wild. I almost didn’t notice it at all. As I walked by the contractor’s truck, I saw the word “Lightning” on the side, but didn’t make the connection. When I did, I circled back to get a picture.
This electric pickup is supposed to have more than enough power for pulling, hauling, and powering tools on the job site. I know we’ll have to get used to electric vehicles. In fact, my grandchildren may learn how to drive on an electric car. But when it comes to trucks, there are some things I’ll miss.
I only had a truck for a couple of years. A Chevy Silverado with a 5.3 V8 engine. There is something very satisfying about turning the key and hearing and feeling that engine come to life. I could feel the power in the steering wheel, the gas pedal, and the seat. There was always an adrenaline rush. And when I pushed on the gas, it only got better.
I’m not going to get that with an electric truck. It’ll get me there with all a trailer and all my stuff, but it won’t be the same. It’ll effortlessly accelerate and pull, but what will I feel? Probably nothing. It’ll be like tofu. Pretty much tasteless. Blech.
Waite for it... 