![]() Spoiler alert: despite the fact that the Lightning has 580 horsepower with the extended-range battery, the horse would have died because the car would have run out of charge. Do you get stranded anywhere? Then ask a large-animal veterinarian what the effects on a real horse would have been.” See how much longer it takes you to get there than it would have with a hybrid or full ICE vehicle. Remember you have to stop to rest and water your “horse” for one hour for every four hours of drive time. Make it fairly rural and put some hills in the middle. Set a reasonable destination for yourself, say 500 miles away. Put 1200-1500 lbs of ballast in the back. “Here’s what I want you to do: Borrow a small horse trailer. I posted a photo of my toy of the week on Facebook. There was an outlet charger and a phone charger, and a large iPad-sized screen on the center console.īut given that the Lightning is fully electric, is it any good for someone who actually needs a truck to do truck things? Charging problems ![]() The center console opened up to reveal a laptop tray. If I were a successful construction contractor, I could run a whole business from in there, which has been the point of contemporary trucks for a while they’re for people who do physical work, and they’re also mobile offices. The one I received, on the other hand, was a Platinum edition, which comes in at $95,000. The base-level Lightning comes in at about $49,000, which is not a lot compared with what a new car costs. I loved it so much floating inside that cab made me feel happy and prosperous. But it drove smoothly and quietly and with basically no vibration. ![]() The truck was more than 19 feet long, including a five-and-a-half foot bed, and had a 12-foot wheel base, not easy to maneuver into a tight parking space. The Lightning was high-end, magnificent, elegant and high-tech inside, without feeling pretentious. I cruised silently across the highways of Austin, drifting above the carbon-spewing masses. And yet I gazed at it with fresh wonder, like it was a piece of alien technology that had crash-landed in my yard. This one had nearly 15,000 miles on it, ready to be put out from the fleet to stud every car writer and their second cousin had driven it by that point. Then, at last, on a Wednesday morning, they dropped one off in my driveway. When my editor reactivated me, the Lightning was my first priority. This new F-150 floated in my vision from afar, like a celebrity who’d never talk to me at a party. I’d been out of the car-writing racket for nearly four years, which didn’t bother me much, but occasionally, a car would appear that had me wishing. ![]()
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