Gasoline, the new moonshine

During the Prohibition of the 1920s and 1930s, moonshine stills in the Appalachian mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina supplied illegal alcohol to a great many thirsty Americans. But getting the booze to market wasn’t easy: drivers had to outrun and evade police along poorly-maintained mountain roads. Many of these drivers, the so-called “ridge runners”, became the first generation of stock car racers.

Now, I learn from Rob Carlson’s synthesis blog, you can run your own (legal) still. Only this time the booze is for the car itself. As this article in the New York Times reports, the EFuel100 MicroFueler is homebrew at its finest. Even if it doesn’t make much economic sense to buy one, it’s a hell of a conversation piece. And I don’t suppose they can really prevent you from making some killer Jungle Juice for your next kegger.

Now I’m on the lookout for a Pilsener Prius (or maybe a Bud Bug?), bearing this bumper sticker: “This Car Fueled by the Choicest Hops, Rice, and Best Barley Malt”