Car and Driver said of the 1982 Camaro: “928 aspirations; 924 execution.” That sounds about right, except that a 924 would be preferable.
Ooooh that (924) shifter!
This is a 1983. We know, because of the “H.O.” badge. This meant an extra 25-45 hp. to 190 from the small block 305 cid V8. By way of comparison, out corporate shuttle has 285 hp from a 201 cubic inch V6. God awful earth tone repaint aside, we do kind of like this car. We rented a couple of 84-85 Camaros. As cramped and underpowered plastic cars go, it was one of them.
Unlike the Mustangs of the day, the Camaros at least packed in humor. “H.O.” is pretty obvious. Pointless or nonfunctioning vents are always good for yuks. But look inside. Does the dash make you think jet fighter? Does the gross flat black flimsy plastic say “no-nonsense” and “functional“? Or does it say, “damn, the GM PR guys really spun their way out of a bean counter disaster”? The ultimate statement on the 3g Camaro is right behind the steering wheel – the bizarro world speedometer.
What better way to distract you from how fast you’re not going than my making it difficult to tell? And if not difficult, at least an affront to clarity that no real sports car would inflict. Who comes up with this shit? How many buttheads in product planning got axed when Roger Smith saw the reviews on this mistake of a gauge (or “gage” in GM distort-speak)?