‘Hang on’ I’d told everybody – whipping a U-turn and stamping the accelerator.
Even with four aboard the Model 3 DMP surged ahead so startlingly that it stopped conversation.
Except maybe for an uttered ‘Oh my god’.
I braked pretty hard and arched up the on-ramp toward the freeway.
It was a flourish more akin to swiping a navigation route on your phone than driving a car on the actual road.
Carol might have been upside down by the time I backed off.
In maybe 120 wheel revolutions a high-performance hierarchy has been rattled.
The European marques perennially atop the sport sedan podium are about to have trapdoors release beneath them.
Although nothing has fundamentally changed with the car’s steering or suspension (besides an imperceptible but CG-lowering 5-10mm drop in ride height) – the dual motor and all-wheel drive give the compact Tesla a tensed hair-trigger potency for leaping ahead or around whatever’s in the way.
It’s pure jungle cat.