It was a chilling 55° in southern California along Interstate 10, and the wind only made it feel colder. Elon, a strange man, was driving his Tesla Roadster 4 down the highway towards the big city. To his right sat a young engineer; she had been an intern just a week ago yet today she sat with the man himself.
“Mr. Musk, I’ve checked everything four times already, are you sure you want me to check it again?”
“Yes, if even one thing goes wrong this entire thing will be ruined, just check it one more time, then I’ll be done.”
“I can’t believe it’s been sixteen years since you introduced this idea, and we already have the capacity to go at hundreds of miles per hour.”
“Actually, I had come up with the idea long before then, but whatever you can …show more content…
I’ll be going now, good luck tonight!”
After all of the reassurance from both his own calculations and the multiple copies of hyperloop statistics the engineer had sent over, Elon felt ready. Tapping a button or two on his phone, he had automatically set his car into motion out of parking and in the direction of the
Hyperloop. As the car arrived at the opening of the tunnel, Elon checked his watch. It was 8:02 pm. A certain amount of time had passed since Elon had entered the Hyperloop, and he was feeling quite tipsy after downing half a bottle of Teslaquila. Luckily for him, he didn’t need to move around much. While the normal hyperloop pods would come with many seats for many people, Elon had designed this specific pod for himself and his Roadster. There were no seats, and the pod was smaller than the other models. There were only two “rooms,” one large empty one with room for the Roadster, and one in the front with a look ahead and some machinery. It seemed absurd to everyone when Elon had brought the idea up months ago, but it had been done.
Everything he wanted had been done, which was surely a good thing. As “Space Oddity” began to seep from the Roadster’s speakers he began to think again. He was going hundreds of miles