My Brother’s Gonna Kill Us!

Jefferson’s Brother: My brother’s gonna kill us! He’s gonna kill us! He’s gonna kill you and he’s gonna kill me, he’s gonna kill us!

Jeff Spicoli: Hey man, just be glad I had fast reflexes!

Jefferson’s Brother: My brother’s gonna shit!

Jeff Spicoli: Make up your mind, dude, is he gonna shit or is he gonna kill us?
Jefferson’s Brother: First he’s gonna shit, then he’s gonna kill us! 

Jeff Spicoli: Relax, all right? My old man is a television repairman, he’s got this ultimate set of tools. I can fix it.

It starts with this:

Chevrolet Camaro Z28

Chevrolet Camaro Z28

Chevrolet Camaro Z28

Chevrolet Camaro Z28

Chevrolet Camaro Z-28

1981 Chevrolet Camaro Z-28A random sighting at the Gilmore car museum.
This is the last run of the second generation Camaro.  It’s not a great car, with at best, 175 bhp from 5.7 L and a 3 speed auto.  It may have a 305 and a 4 speed, just to invoke the “more fun to drive a slow car fast than a fast car slow” adage.  Either way, it’s a far cry from the sub 5 second 0-60 monsters of today.  I remember Car and Driver testing one that was so beat down by bean counters and EPA regs that it couldn’t run long at 85 mph without overheating.  This is that car – the fastest, baddest ass in the parking lot.  Let’s just not race, shall we?

Beauty shots after the jump…
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