Nebraska is a straight shot from the Wyoming border all they way to Lincoln. This is great for long driving stretches (assuming you’re not sleepy). Saw something that we never saw before: sunrise over a truck. The below pictures don’t do the sunrise justice, but the sun came up as one large, red fireball, hanging in the sky before it disappeared behind the low clouds.
Toward the latter part of our drive, as we were running down on miles, I found out what that yellow dashed line that appears in the battery meter.
As range gets lower and lower, this apparently is the line that warns you to keep your foot out of it, and may (can someone confirm?) actually begin to limit the amount of power the car will supply. As someone who rarely likes to drive with their car less than 1/4 tank, this was making me extremely nervous, and right after this picture I slowed down to 55. I would love to test this theory, but in rural Nebraska, I don’t think this is a road tripping best practice.
We did, however make it to our final destination with 19 miles left. And fellow “EVangelists” (someone has to have coined this term already) and roadster owners, Don and Mary graciously let us crash at their new house in Lincoln. They have a 70A roadster charger, and with the supplied Roadster to Model S adapter, the car drank until it was full over night. Thanks to them both for welcoming us into their house, sharing stories about Tesla, their roadster and EVs in general. Both Jesse and I slept like logs.