Surely that can't be real.

I mean...whuuut!

Dear Sirs or Madam,

I'm going broke cause my scam cars are showing themselves to be the pieces of chit that they are. A thing resembling a car that only a duped, virtue signalling, anthropogenic global climate changer could love and would buy...but that most can't because they cost as much as a Lamborghini...my clientele pool has shrunken even more than we originally anticipated. The scam did not have the legs we predicted. The peasants have caught on and refuse to buy any longer. So, please, bankrupt your company so that I can run my scam for another 30 days and give me back some of the money you earned so I can show a profit.

There's a crowd gathering in the parking lot and I do believe those are pitch forks in their hands. I sure hope they have been pitching hay with them that was organically grown without the aid of burning hydrocarbons. My...they look really sharp.

Please hurry with your refunds...expediency is of the utmost importance.

Sincerely,

Elon

Right on Elon...checks in the mail. I sure hope the mailman can beat his/her/zi way through the pitchforkian throngs that besiege you.

Sincerely,

Already in Brazil