My Dad and I have been idly talking for some time about buying a fun car to share...something we could take on road trips, to shows, maybe even drive down to Monterey for the Historics. Initially I thought this was more just a fun idea, but he made it clear he was serious about spending some of my inheritance.
We were on very different pages: He kept sending me ads/BaT auctions for things like Cobra replicas, 1984 Corvettes, sketchy Gen 1 Vipers, and the like. I kept sending him listings for 25-35 year old Porsche’s and BMW’s.
A Mustang GT350 was out of budget, neither of us were interested in a Camaro, so we started focusing on C6 Corvettes.
Found this car about 3 hours South of us, and so my other half and I went down to look at it. It was basically as advertised, so pulled the trigger and brought it home.
2012 base, 6MT. Two owner car (prior owner purchased it as a CPO from a Chevy dealer in 2016), clean Carfax, 28.5k miles. 3LT package with both tops, dual mode exhaust, Z51 brakes, ‘sport’ seats, optional wheels.
It’s been babied—still on the original fitment tires that aren’t at the wear bars (which will be replaced ASAP). I’ve already ordered the skip shift eliminator for it (thanks to 16volt doing the research).
The irony of this photo is not lost upon me.
So, I now own half of my first ever American car (save the Bolt which is my other half’s car), my first ever V8 in anything, and my first truly fast car.
I’ll just get these A’s to the typical Q’s out of the way now:
-16volt is scouring Amazon for the perfect pair of acid wash jorts for me.
-Google is retargeting me with nothing but ads for white New Balance sneakers. I’m taking my time to decide which style fits me best.
-A friend works for Tommy Bahama and is going to hook me up, so that’s covered.
-Apple Music mysteriously starts serving up nothing but Kid Rock on repeat anytime I’m driving it.