Next to a blue Bolt. Gentleman driving it looked to be probably early 80s. I tooted my horn, and he rolled his window down. He's a resident of a huge retirement community about 8 miles north of where I live. We spent the rest of the duration of the red light gushing about how much we love our Bolts and how we're glad we didn't get suckered into a Tesla (while Elon Musk is slowly turning into Howard Hughes..). His is a 2018 with 40k miles on it. When the light turned green he goosed it and spun out.