Where's my flying car?
One dissatisfied customer
Psychic robots, your kidding right, they didnt actually write about that seriously did they. What is this 1950 again. I was promised a flying car by the year 2000, I WANT MY FLYING CAR!!!!!!!!! I predict in twenty years print journalists will just repeat verbatim what any wacko says (not talking about the Reg of course, don't get your panties in a bunch). The only people that are worse are television journalists. They haven't got a thought in their head, at least print journalists can spell, well sort of.
We couldn't agree more. Promises, promises, that's all we ever hear.