The Falcon Wing Experience

We have a car with unusual second row doors—they open upwards instead of outwards.  They’re called, “Falcon Wing Doors” instead of the traditional, “Gull Wing Doors” because they have a hinge point in the middle of the door, enabling them to open in more confined spaces by opening upwards first and then outwards once they’ve cleared any obstacles.

And while the doors are interesting and different, once you’re used to them it’s just another day getting in and out of your car to your family members.    What is different with our Tesla Model X is the novelty of the upward-opening doors combined with the hype Tesla Motors has gained in recent years, and we have a car people like to ask questions about.

Commonly, people want to know if it’s a Tesla and if so, how do we like it?   What model is it and how many different cars does Tesla make, is another question we get commonly.   “Can I look inside”,  (asked while we have the doors open to let the children out and it’s hard not to see inside).   “Do you love it?”, is one of my favorite questions.  

Provided I’m not late or have an issue with a child, I’m always happy to answer questions.   People generally understand you don’t have all day to talk when you have two young children, ready to run out into traffic at a moment’s notice, so conversations are usually short but positive, sometimes with pictures of the big screen or the falcon wing doors open—never with us in it, we’re strangers, people are more interested in the car.

It’s fun to build excitement about electric cars and talk to people.    Without the Falcon Wing doors I think our car would go largely unnoticed.  

The Big Boy Update:  My nephew, Kyle, has a girlfriend named Madison.   They have been together for quite some time and yet my son thinks he has a chance with her.    Earlier today when Madison was mention and described as, “Kyle’s girlfriend”, my son interrupted and said firmly, “no, she’s part Kyle’s girlfriend and part mine.”

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  This morning I was asleep and the other people in the house were either asleep or were out.   My husband came back, having gone on a donut fetching expedition, to find my daughter eating potato chips at seven o’clock in the morning for breakfast.   When he asked her about them she said, “well, I’m in charge of the food since there are no grownups around.”