Tuesday September 18, 2012
“The Institute of Electrical and Electronics Engineers recently released predictions that autonomous cars will account for up to 75 percent of vehicles on the road by the year 2040. The organization went even further, forecasting how infrastructure, society and attitudes could change when self-driving cars become the norm around the middle of the century.”
Wednesday, December 21, 2033
“Walker? Ayden Walker?”
“I’m Winston Lowe. My name mean anything to you?”
“You patented Rhino Mozzies. I tried to find you. I have questions for you, but you’ve sought me out. What can I do for you?”
“Not here. In my car.”
He gestured toward a two-seater REVA Dart. Its doors unlocked with a click.
“Drive mode. Manual,” Lowe said doing up his seat belt. As soon as Ayden did likewise the car lurched forward silently. Evidently Lowe had already put his foot on the accelerator so that the car was only waiting for the seatbelt to be engaged before proceeding. Within four blocks, the little car’s collision avoidance system had been forced to apply the brakes twice. Ayden didn’t know whether Lowe always drove this badly or whether it was a result of his obvious stress. Perhaps he was even deliberately driving dangerously to unsettle Ayden.
Ayden was glad he didn’t live in an era when cars relied on their human drivers to avoid hitting things.
Lowe didn’t look at Ayden, even when the car was motionless in the traffic. “All right, who do you work for dammit?”