What I did not consider was an electric car. Three days earlier, I had booked Hertz’s cheapest option-in this case, the “Manager’s Special”-assuming I’d end up with a forgettable sedan. My car needs an hour of charging before it’s ready to go again. The adrenaline rush of sweet victory is immediately tempered by an emotional letdown. Thirty minutes of waiting for a charger to free up is bringing out my most Darwinian instincts: Like an eagle swooping down to nab a goat, my tiny black Chevy Bolt EUV swings into the spot before the pickup even knows what’s happening. It’s Memorial Day, and I’m in a runt of a rental car trying to outmaneuver a Ford F-150 Lightning. The best way to cap a weekend road trip, I can assure you, is not by jostling for an EV charger outside a Sheetz gas station in Scranton, Pennsylvania.
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