A Lofty High School Dream
My journey with Tesla began back in high school while watching my parents decide on which German gasoline car would be their next. I distinctly remember impatiently sitting in the back seat of each car and hearing the list of tradeoffs.
"The navigation system is slow and I can’t pinch to zoom like on my phone, but the acceleration is great."
"We could sit in these seats for hours, but there are more buttons on the steering wheel than the cockpit of an airplane."
"It’s perfect, except the reliability and safety scores online are uncomfortably low. We’ll pass on this one."
Being a teenager, I concluded that buying a car was a process of prioritizing features you cared about and sacrificing attributes that you could try to ignore. Later that year, my view of owning a car changed while reading an article about the Model S. Not only did Tesla refuse to sacrifice on any features, it encompassed everything I care about: advanced technology, protecting the environment and insane acceleration.
It was during my high school chemistry class that it became my childish goal to somehow afford to buy a Tesla when I graduate college and prove to my family that a car exists where you don’t have to sacrifice on anything.