What if you had to drive one car? One for the rest of your life. What would it be? Would it be a 1969 Chevrolet Camaro SS? Let’s catch out. The speed and ability of the Skyline, and the vintage feel of the Lincoln,’ 69 Camaro SS. – The Chevy Camaro is an American classic. Came out in 1967 to compete with Ford’s lil’ trophy pony The Mustang. This when people was men. Broad shoulders. Daughters would skate up with boozing orderings and nonsense like, “You want some food? “. They’d be like, “Yeah, hold on…” Now the’ 67 version was great, but we all can agree that that 1969 incarnation was the magnum opus.
That’s Latin. That iconic front end with that aggressiveness. That rumble in the motor turned people into Chevrolet devotees for life! Looking at the coloring, if somebody was to write this on paper is like driving down the street in a Cheetos bag. In person, this is sexy man. Wow. I like Cheetos. Look at ya son. Do it get that old-time vehicle odor? Oh, it do. Oh, search how made the rush is. Everything is here. First thing I noticed when I walked in was that blower sticking out of the hood. Can air even get in this car? Look at this right here.
Dope. Big, beautiful blower, very with the American flag going through it. It’s just the breath intake. I don’t know how to feel about that. This when I say, “I affection my job.” I’ma act like it’s mine. Try to reserve everything and be a classy car owner. Yooooo! Yoooooo! I’ma try. I see it. I can feel it. I’m alive. I was tired when I got in this car, but it’s something about it that gives you energy. Gettin’ in this car is like sittin’ on a trampoline. You feel the rebound on here? That’s the old school feel. You gon’ leaping in this car. I’m feelin’ it even further, soul. I’m havin’ a pellet. That bouquet and the space it moves and sounds, makes me think about my grandfather’s vehicle. Grandaddy! I virtually cried. I ain’t gonna even front. Man … I wanna lay into it so bad, but I just can’t. I need room.
This car goes zero to 60 in five seconds, but then starts from 60 to zero in three minutes. When I was driving I noticed the radio didn’t work, but I didn’t need a radio. The motor do all the talkin ‘, ya know? Any song I wanna sing, I can sing it, just from pressing the gas. Vroom, vroom. You don’t even know what song that is. It’s Beethoven. She get a little choked up on me sometimes. We can’t be havin’ that. The clog was an issue for me, cause when the car choke, I choke.
What? She sick? I’m feelin’ the car pulsate. I’m feelin’ the car vibrate. Wait. What is that sound? Oh, that’s this car. That’s a bizarre Migos noise. I’m concerned. I’m thinking I’ma broken off. When you nervous and you need to let your car cool off, the right place to take a hot car, is to the cool beach. I had a moment where I virtually start cryin ‘, but I didn’t. You don’t cry in a muscle car. My favorite thing about the car is the way it voices. Good love makin ‘! This car clangs amazing. A few things shed me off, though. First off, it’s a lap belt. I listened this car was wrecked twice. Don’t see the people who wrecked it, do you? Second thing shed me off. No cupholder. This car’ll get your adrenaline up. You verify I’m drivin’ this ogre! You tend to get thirsty. Third thing. You forget how old school cars shape bizarre noises. That interference is a concern of mine and the choking.
Are they related? Fourth thing, every time you come to the stop, you gotta check her ascertains. It’s like datin’ in a manner which is. You gotta ever check in and insure where here levels is. Fifth thing. The brakes are manual. It’s not automatic. You need a football field length to stop. That’s what I have so far. Other than that, it’s good. Do you really need to feel safe all the time when you in an orange car? Nope, you goin’ for it. Let the car cool off for a lil’ while. Now, it’s back to drivin’. We doin’ Chevy’s, baby. Classic. In the Ford and Chevy rivalry today, Chevy wins. Now, Here’s the thing with this car. Just off the tone alone, it’s gonna turn brains, and people are gonna hear it coming, and they gonna get afraid.( engine yell) What’s going on? They know what it is. Dogs are gon’ look up and wanna chase the car.( barking) Man, this auto oblige you wanna sing. This vehicle constitutes you wanna love somebody.
This is a free love car. It’s the’ 60 s, baby. Woo-hoo! I feel like greaser. I think of Grease 2 when I’m in this car. Who want’s some? Meet me at the light? I need me a leather coat with T-birds on the back. You think you tough? We gon’ see how tough you are. Meet me at the light. Miracle beats. This might be the one. That automatic shifter drug’ effect you can simply grab it. You in neutral and merely revvin’ the motor exactly wow, you can bing throw it in 3rd.( locomotive roaring) It’ll snarl your cervix back. They should call this car the chiropractor. My adrenaline shot up through the roof. I had to let off of her. I really like this car. I entail, really like it.
I feel like one wrong move, ahh, I could just take off. That’s what life’s about. It’s a good feelin ‘. It’s a good nostalgic feeling in this car. Something about it only represents you present, you know? So, is the 1969 Chevy Camaro SS my miracle flog? Nah! I’ma have to pass. God dang it. This is somebody miracle whip simply not mine. Don’t accommodate my lifestyle. As much as it can get me, it needs that attention in return.