I first heard of the Corvette in the mid seventies when is saw a picture of a nice coupe version in a German car guide. I was in grade five when, together with my buddy Kristof, we decided to send a letter to the German publishers of the Auto Motor und Sport magazine begging them to send us a catalog. At least I think that’s what the letter begged for. We obtained a text typed in German from someone who swore the letter was legit, but we couldn't understand it.
It was communist
Poland you see,
and you couldn’t simply order stuff from West Germany. We couldn’t afford
the few German Marks a catalogue would cost anyway, since it was equivalent of
a couple of days wages in the wonderfully centralized Polish economy that was run
by the Central Committee of the Polish United Worker’s Party with their
ten-year-plans. Get ready for that kind of lifestyle here, my friends. The leftist
big-government elites and their media “useful idiots” are working hard to bring
the Socialist Paradise to Canada.
But I digress. Someone at Vereinigte Motor Verlage GmbH in
was kind enough
or felt sorry enough and sent us a couple of catalogues. I got the Motorrad Catalog and Kristof got the Auto Catalog. We were in automotive
haven. Many long evenings passed while we savored every page of colour
photographs of cars and motorcycles from all over the world. Stuttgart
At there was the Vette: a fantastically exotic (to us) looking machine. And at the bottom of the picture: Höchstgeschwindigkeit (nice German word for top speed): 270 km/h. How many km/h? Impossible! Those bloody Americans! I wanted that car badly. I dreamed about it and I thought about it all the time.
The fourth generation car was a big improvement design wise, but the car was still underpowered and of poor quality. Later model years of the C4 and then newer C5 and C6 generations got progressively better, until the car was almost world-class and certainly the best performance bang for the money.
The main reason I liked it, despite the still relatively poor interior, was that it was such a wonderfully capable point-and-shoot machine. All you had to do was press the accelerator and hang on. The car would do the rest and smoke 99.9% of everything else out there with ease.
Well, the new 2014 car, which gets the Stingray name again, promises to be by far the best Vette ever and truly world class, with great design, excellent performance and fantastic looks. I want one again!