I’m sitting in the passenger seat of a white Tesla Model S, cruising around downtown Detroit at rush hour. We need to find a parking spot, but rather than look out the window for one, we’re letting the car conduct its own search.
As we drive along, a screen in the car scrolls through a real-time map of all the available curbside parking near us, revealing the length and width of each vacant parking spot. We sidle up to an opening on the street that measures a couple dozen feet wide and nearly six feet deep, more than adequate for the Tesla.
