Last night I had one of those moments that reminded me why I have been waiting so patiently to take delivery of my Karma. My brother and I were on a walk talking about our holiday trips when a very curvy, silver car starts turning around the corner and we both stop in our tracks and stare dumbfounded thinking we are seeing a Fisker in the wild. As soon as the car turns we both give it a dismissive wave and say, almost at the same time "oh, never mind, it's just a Maserati" and resume our walk and conversations. And that's what the Karma has done to us. Thanks a lot, Henrik.