The dinosaur log.

fsdino.tech has a new look.

Same project. Same €33,000 goal. Same dinosaur.

Much better lighting.

The dino now shows up everywhere it’s needed: reading the map for the plan, holding a SOLD sign for the car that has to go, filming the content era, and very happily sitting in the passenger seat for the day this actually happens.

Nothing about the deal changed. The numbers on the site are still real ones, updated by hand. The safety rules are still the same: a human supervises, the costume never gets in the way.

It just looks a lot less like a side project now.

It still is one.

FSDino now has a YouTube channel and a Kick account.

The long-term plan was always bigger than a few short clips: if the road trip happens, the driving portions should be livestreamed and the whole thing documented properly.

So the infrastructure starts now.

YouTube will be home to the longer story. Kick is being prepared for the live side of the experiment.

There is currently no road trip to stream.

Minor detail.

The partner page exists.

More importantly, the first emails have now left the building.

Automotive companies, charging networks, creator tools, AI startups and a surprisingly large number of people who are about to discover that someone is asking them to sponsor an inflatable dinosaur.

The pitch is simple:

Don’t just put a logo next to the story. Become part of how the story happens.

No partners are being announced until something is actually signed.

For now, the dinosaur waits.

A new FSDino side quest has appeared: tiny Teslas.

Short cinematic experiments, miniature cars and a suspicious amount of dinosaur involvement.

They are not the road trip.

They are what happens while we wait for the road trip to become possible.

Apparently even a tiny Tesla can still make questionable decisions.

FSDino now has a proper partnership page.

Not “give me money and I’ll put your logo somewhere.”

The project now has separate roles for road-trip partners, hardware partners, Startup Crew companies and in-kind support.

Partner cash can count toward the €33,000 project goal. Products and services do not.

Everything gets reported honestly.

No fake reach promises. No fake logos. No imaginary partners.

The first empty spot on the partner wall is officially open.

fsdino.tech is live.

There is now an actual home for this questionable financial decision.

The site explains the €33,000 project goal, the HW3 situation, what happens to the current Tesla, what I pay myself and what the internet gets in return if this somehow works.

It also means there is finally one URL I can send people instead of explaining the dinosaur in twelve messages.

Progress.

The deal is officially written down.

€33,000 is the project funding goal.

If it happens:

1. The project funds part of the upgrade.
2. I sell my current HW3 Tesla.
3. Its full sale value goes into the replacement.
4. I cover the remaining difference.
5. FSDino goes around Czechia.

The payoff is a multi-day FSD Supervised road trip following the Czech border regions.

Driving portions livestreamed. The whole thing recorded. A dinosaur involved for reasons nobody can adequately explain.

The internet is not buying me a free Tesla.

It is enabling a very unnecessary road trip.

Timing is the entire reason this project exists now.

FSD Supervised is becoming real on Czech roads.

That makes this moment interesting: people are seeing it here while it is still new, weird and worth paying attention to.

FSDino happens to be watching from an older HW3 Tesla.

Of course.

So the mission is simple: follow the rollout, document what happens, and somehow get the dinosaur into the right car before this all starts feeling normal.

This is where the bad idea became a project.

I have an older HW3 Tesla in Czechia.

I want FSD.

Tiny problem: the car and the dream are no longer exactly the same generation.

So instead of quietly solving that like a financially responsible adult, the idea became FSDino: a pseudonymous internet experiment involving a Tesla, an inflatable orange T-Rex and one question:

Can the internet make this ridiculous road trip happen?

Tiny arms. Big dreams.

Day zero.