Danny also bought an Amphicar, one of a couple thousand built in the early '60s. On sunny days he and Brewster Kahle and Richard Feynman and Marvin Minsky would climb onto the vinyl bench seats and motor down Memorial Drive in Cambridge, discussing Zen Buddhism. Rather than cross the bridge they'd turn off onto the grass and steer down the embankment and plop onto the Charles River. Like the device that morphed Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, the Amphicar's propeller behind the rear axle would engage, and the conversation would shift just as seamlessly to neural pathway computers, and the Amphicar would putter them up the Charles.
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