Turns out her house mate works for an environmental PR firm and was at the Premier opening of the first Tesla Motors showroom/dealership and wanted to know if we were interested in attending.
So I forcibly grabbed my girl and took her hostage as I forced her to give me directions to said address.
Red carpet, TV cameras, paparazzi, Hollywood whorelettes, the whole enchilada. They were neme dropping clients who had pre ordered the sports car, oh, and hey look over there, Quincy Jones all boozed up and pawing on an Asian chick. But who got to give the Asian chick and two of her friend home that night? Give you a hint, it was one of the guys in this pic.
Because of the open bar, there were no test drives, but you could put your name on the list for a test ride. Acceleration from a standstill? Check. Leather seats that hug you in ways not usually allowed in public? Check. Heavy? At 2700lbs, makes the GT-R not so porky. Noisy? Only when the tires break loose.
See the rest of the pics up at the gallery