When our good friends at GM said JD and I could borrow a Chevy Volt to drive to Tennessee and back, I will admit something terribly embarrassing to you.
I didn’t know what a Chevy Volt was. Never heard of it. When JD said, “Honey! It’s the 2011 Motor Trend Car of the Year!” I’m sure he expected to see a light come on over my head. Guess what kids? I don’t read Motor Trend. What do I know from Motor Trend? I’m not a girl who gets really excited about cars as a matter of fact. When I see a sharp car, I may say something about it. Sure. But I’m not someone who lies awake nights dreaming of automobiles.
Until I met Melanie. That’s what JD and I named “our” Chevy Volt. (It’s his favorite Nine’s song.)
Chevy Volt Review
I know you could swing a stick online and find some “expert” who has properly written a Chevy Volt review. They’ll use words like “torque” and “head room” and “leg room” and at some point, someone is going to use his big boy automotive words to describe the way the seats feel.
Even if I wanted to do that for you, and sweet heavenly love I do NOT want to do that for you, I couldn’t.
That’s because this wasn’t just a car for me – for us. “She” had a personality all her own, and she deserves better from me than what an “expert” will give you. I’m going to tell you how it FELT to drive Melanie, the Chevy Volt. If you want to know about her spark plugs (do they still use those?), I’m sure Google will return enough results to bore you until the new TV season starts.
When I met Melanie, the first thing I noticed was how completely beautiful she was. She was sleek, and curvy, and felt for all the world like a cross between a luxury vehicle and a sports car.Â I’ll admit I was surprised. Somehow I imagined a car that could run on electricity would have to be completely unfortunate looking. This was the first of many surprises she had for me.
Inside, Melanie had every gadget, bell & whistle I could dream up. We found out that you can download music right to the Volt, and that not only would Melanie tell us when we were low on gas, she’d give us directions to the nearest station. She had rich leather seats, an interesting looking and beautiful interior, and God Bless America, she could easily accommodate my 6’6″ JD with no trouble at all.
We were both so curious about the whole “electric car” thing, and before JD took me for my first ride, I expected our Volt might sound, and feel, like we were being dragged down the road powered by a sewing machine motor. I was so wrong! Melanie’s ride was as smooth as glass, and so quiet that we found we had to be careful backing out of places because people standing near her had no idea she was even running. I promise you, it took me about three days before we could stop at a light and I wouldn’t say to JD, “Are you sure she’s still running?”
I could talk to you all day long about what a pleasant surprise the Volt was. I could go on and on about the interior, about what a luxury car she really is, and about how she takes off from zero like a bat out of whatever automobile Hell is called. The Volt is a car that delivers in every way more than any other car I’ve even been in, and that’s a natural fact.
I could. But what I really want to get across to you is how good I felt as a human on the planet that I was driving the Chevy Volt. Listen, I try not to let the water run when I’m brushing my teeth, and I don’t buy plastic water bottles. However, to color me as someone who is an environmental activist of any kind would be totally false. I’m just an ordinary lady in Kansas who does what she can to be good to our planet, but who admittedly doesn’t lose sleep at night over whether or not the hair spray I used in 1982 is responsible for hot polar bears.
It was mind-blowing for us to drive around Topeka and never use a SINGLE DROP OF GAS. We plugged her in at night right into an outlet in the garage, and in the morning, she was ready to go.
I might, MIGHT, be persuaded to drive an “electric car” for no other reason than to save gas. But here’s the truth kids – if it was an unattractive, slow-moving, awkward box of a thing, I’d probably disappoint those of you who would always choose a fuel-saving car no matter what. I think like it or not, most people in this country are kind of the same. We want to make the right choice, but auto makers don’t always make the right choice easy for us. We are often forced to choose between comfort, safety and yes, even style – OR fuel efficiency.
Chevy Volt makes the right choice easy.
I believe that explains why everywhere we went, people had an emotional response to her. We’d be driving down the road and people would honk, give us the thumbs up, wave, and snap photos of her. When we stopped for gas, (yes, she uses gas when she’s not running on electricity), we were never left alone for very long. Questions, questions, questions – and we were always happy to oblige.
When we returned to Topeka, we held a going away party for Melanie. We invited the social media club in Topeka, and anyone else on Twitter who would, to come meet her. JD answered questions and took some Kansas folks for rides. We were proud. Genuinely proud.
In closing, and before I show you more photos in our bragbook, I’d like to take the liberty of giving the marketing gurus at GM a little unsolicited advice…
As we were ending our farewell party for Melanie on the last night we had her, two older gentlemen who just happened to be walking by stopped in their tracks, pointed at her, and were heard by JD to say, “Oh my gosh! That’s a Volt! I just said to my wife today I would sure love to see one of these things up close, and there it is!”
JD walked over, shook their hands, and asked if they’d like a ride. They took him up on it immediately and were instant Volt advocates and excited fans. Can you imagine the stories they relayed to their friends about meeting the Volt?
That’s how you do it, GM. Car shows are nice. Commercials are dandy. “Properly” written reviews by experts are grand. What’s really going to turn every day folks into lifelong brand advocates for the Chevy Volt are moments just like the ones we had with her as we traveled to Tennessee and back to Topeka. Moments when people get to meet her at gas stations, and Tweet Ups, and restaurant parking lots. She begs to be out with her people, GM. Set her free and I know my girl will surprise you as much as she surprised me.