Chasing criminals? Making sure the bad guys can’t escape? Would you choose a Leaf or a Zoe? Or a Prius? Surely not.
Out and about on my bicycle in central London I copped an i3 in full Met livery. “It’s about the tenth time we’ve been stopped for a photo,” they confessed.
It was the guys first day at the wheel on their EV. And they were still getting to grips with it.
“Mind you. We had an urgent call this morning.” The cop in the passenger seat was enthusiastic. “And it doesn’t half accelerate when you need it.”
“Still, we’ve only got 40 miles left now.” The PC at the wheel looked a bit range anxious.
“But you’ve got the REx?” I interrogated.
“It’s got a petrol cap. But we weren’t sure why.” Observation? Deduction? Arrested development?
I’m not very car savvy. But I managed to talk them through the daft menu structure while they were stopped at the lights. As the range extender whirred on, the anxiety melted away. It’s the first time in a while I’ve made a policeman happy. And off they drove.
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