I am not certain gas is yet expensive enough for MPG to be a driving force for the bulk of the driving folk. On my commute I see plenty of pointless lead footing going on in SUVs. In discussions with people about how they could change their driving habits just a bit and get more MPG, they indicate that driving that way is no fun.
Now, if gas were, say, 15 dollars per gallon, that might change.
I agree. It was long ago, America decided it did not care what gas cost, so long as gas is available. I filled up my car this morning with $3.39/gallon of Exxon's finest and didn't bat an eye. Thirty years ago, you would have needed a pistol to make me do that.
I love gas mileage stories. It reminds me of the Wonderjet Carburetor.
The Wonderjet has been around for a very long time. I first heard of it when I was about 14 years old. The basic version of the tale is this: A man buys a new car. You can choose any manufacturer. It doesn't matter. He is surprised to discover it gets very good gas mileage. You can pick any number between 20 and 75. At first, he thinks the gas gauge is broken, because it never moves. When the car is about 6 months old, he gets a phone call from his dealership. His car is in need of important adjustments. The dealership will lend him a car, while his is in the shop. The loaner car is enough to expose the whole thing as bogus. When his car is returned, the fuel mileage is the same as any other car on the lot.
What happened?
It's really simple. His car came equipped with a secret experimental carburetor which somehow escaped from the research lab and was installed on a production car. The lab tracked down the car and uses subterfuge to retrieve the Wonderjet. The bastards.
When I first heard this story, around 1970, it was a Ford pickup. In 1980, it was a Chevrolet. The last time someone told me this story, was 1989 and it involved a 1978 Oldsmobile 88. This time there was a twist. The car owner had heard the story of the Wonderjet and was wary when the dealer called and wanted him to bring it back in for service. He never took it back. According to my informant, somewhere in Baton Rouge, there is an 88 Oldsmobile, still chugging along, getting 50 mpg.