I ordered a Subaru Outback hybrid with every bell and whistle. Two weeks later, I solved a murder investigation by tracking the suspect’s activity using his car’s Starlink system. I canceled the Subaru the next day. It wasn’t about being guilty of anything; it was about the unknown future. If there’s ever a reason I don’t want my actions to be known—either by the police, a government entity, or my spouse—the last thing I’ll want is a vehicular tattletale.
Oh yeah she got some shit with her.
