Washed away

Dust and lousy air, scrubbed bright and shiny; perfect day for the walkabout. On one errand stop, there was a shrunken-looking snazzy red sports car parked out front; the employees were abuzz, and the car owner, a middle-aged looking woman, was proudly showing it off. It was a Tesla, an electric-powered vehicle that can go more miles per hour than ever needed, and costs in excess of a hundred thou. At least it took less raw material to build than a Hummer, but what a bizarre midlife toy for a woman to want. Gets fabulous mileage, though.