But why Corvette? As a child, my room was decorated in the obligatory 90’s theme: Lamborghini and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Nothing Corvette, Chevrolet or GM.
The one childhood memory I have of Corvette? Hearing that my cousin had stolen one and was in a high-speed chase with Florida Highway Patrol.
Corvette attracted me because it was low, sleek, fast and affordable. It was as close to supercar as I was ever going to get.
As a young car person, practicality wasn’t in my automotive vocabulary. The only thing I needed to haul was ass. Corvette did that. I knew full well societies’ stereotype of Corvette – the mid-life crisis car, a poor man’s Porsche, gold crosses and chest hair car. I didn’t care. I wanted to look fast, sound fast and go fast. Corvette did that.
Turning wrenches, wins hearts and minds.
The Corvette’s V8 is and has always been powerful. The modern LS engines respond like a well-trained Soldier to performance modifications. Standing behind a Corvette with a proper aftermarket exhaust will leave you in an auditory stupor. The aftermarket world of Corvette is active, large and all encompassing. If you want to change it, chances are someone makes a part that’ll let you do just that.
What started as a fondness for a sports car quickly grew into an admiration for a culture. And this culture would eventually be responsible for me owning 5 Corvettes in a period of 6 years. No, I wasn’t careening them into guardrails. Instead, I was always eager to move on to the next project.
The satisfaction of taking a stock Corvette and upping its badassery was so great, that I often sold the car once it had reached its modification pinnacle, only to purchase another and start the process all over again.
Like turning a couch potato into a fit athlete, this rotation was my very own Biggest Loser.
The last Corvette I owned, a stunning Cyber Grey Z51, was completely stock when it and I departed ways. It came into my life ten months before my son was born.
Practicality had found its way into my automotive vocabulary and Corvette found itself out of my life.
I’ll always have a soft heart and sharp tongue when it comes to Corvette. I’ve lived the life, waved the good wave and spent hours helping others turn wrenches to make their Corvettes their own.
For me, the reveal of the new Corvette this weekend is a very big and personal deal. It isn’t just another event on a list titled, ‘Things to cover at NAIAS.’
It’s a reunion between one man and one machine.