Some of us are dreaming of a white Christmas. Others are dreaming of what the soon-to-be-unveiled C-7 will look like and how it will handle.
In this the most dreamiest time of the year and at the dawn of a new generation of Corvette designs, we cruise down memory lane with a variety of guest bloggers and their Corvette dreams.
These 'Vette aficionados are not unlike Ralphie in "A Christmas Story," who dreamed of owning an "Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle!" Our "Red Ryder" is really a "red (or black, silver, yellow, you name it) rider."
The following post features special guest blogger Clayton Mackey of Clarkston, MI. He shares Part I of his series of three posts.
“I cannot ever remember not being interested in Corvettes — and for that matter, cars in general. I grew up in upstate New York in the 1960s and '70s, the heart of the muscle-car era. What a great time to be a car enthusiast. Camaros, Chevelles, Firebirds, Challengers and Chargers captivated me. One of my favorites at the time was the AMC AMX. But reigning over all was the Corvette — the only true American sports car.
To this day one of my favorite Corvettes is the mid-year Big Block 427 convertible. Corvette engineers must love that car, too, because they recently brought it back.
As a teenager, I could only dream about Corvettes, as it did not seem possible that I would ever be able to afford one. I was thoroughly and undeniably hooked on speed. It seemed all I would ever be able to do is dream.
In the early 1980s, I worked with someone who owned a '63 split-window coupe, so I happy to be able to get some first-hand information about my dream car. I managed to convince my co-worker to take me for a ride in it. (That didn’t take much convincing, as, like most Corvette owners, he was eager and willing to show his car to whomever was interested.) That car did not disappoint. I continued to be hooked, and my dream became even more real that day.
In 1984 I traveled to Bowling Green, KY, to see the fourth generation ‘Vette. I was able to tour the factory — the C4 was fabulous … probably one of the best looking cars I had ever seen (not just of ‘Vettes, but all cars).
That sealed it for me. I knew that some day I would own one. A prerequisite, of course, was to buy a house with a garage where I could keep it. So now, I had not one, but two goals.
As the years rolled by, the Corvette’s design evolved, too. Then it happened. Corvette introduced the ZR1 — the King of the Hill, a mighty behemoth with an exotic Dual Overhead Cam engine. (Okay, maybe by today's standards that’s only average. Remember, though, that back then, this was a Supercar.)"
Did Clayton buy the ZR1? Come back Friday to find out in Part II of Clayton's Corvette series.