I Want My Flying Car!

Since I was a little boy in the early 60's, I've been promised flying cars.  And dammit, here I am in 2007 and I'm still driving a f*****g Ford pickup just like Dad was in 1953 (albeit his didn't have a cassette player.)  So, when I see video, like this one, I know I'm just setting myself up for more disappointment -- it is tantalizing though.

I have to say that the wings, when folded up, don't exactly scream Acura, but you have to make some allowances for the ability to actually fly to work in Tonawanda each morning.  Just imagine avoiding that traffic-crush at Symphony Circle each day.