Corvette enthusiasts are not just a funny bunch, they are outright comedic. As much as +Tadge Juechter loves to claim the seventh generation of Corvette finally managed to break new grounds and scoop up new buyers, the reality is that nothing has changed and the core group of Corvette buyers is the same geriatric crowd, high on +General Motors kool aid and reeking of mothballs and Ben Gay.
Never mind the cars themselves are falling short on marketing claims and are a direct throw back to the 1980's in both interior design and flawed engineering, there is nothing more entertaining that bunch of old farts celebrating their newest purchase with a dash plaque. Those dash plaques are a part of the very peculiar Corvette tribal rites, so called National Corvette Museum delivery.
Since this idiotic ritual was already described quite well on this blog, let us dive in instead and admire some more of these idiotic symptoms of automotive dementia:
Here is a funny one, with the owner apparently longing for that much needed recognition for the totally worthless Z51 option but apparently also longing for the age of gold chains and disco music, with that STINGRAY engraving (the performance oriented car was designated STING RAY, during Zora's times). To the credit of this senile owner, at least this asshole can figure out quickly what car he is driving, LOL.
And here is uhm... WTF?
And finally, a quick refresher for the real accomplishments of the newest Corvette, just in case someone looks inside and does not know... WOW...



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