Would you still accept me if I drove a Camaro?

[EVIL SS 1970]

Because at one point, thats what I was rolling around in. But then, I decided it was time to man up and get a real car, a mans car, a car that I could idle down the street of any random neighborhood I happened to be passing through on a random evening say.. around 2 am setting off car alarms, agitating the local populace, and reminding anyone with ears attached to their heads that mufflers are for the weak and Liberals that hate firearms, burn bras (when their not wearing them) and think cars should run on electric and that the government is their friend.

I do not have a facebook.
I do not have a myspace.
And for the love of God I do not drive a 4 cylinder and drink lattes.

I have a Chevelle. A 1970 to be exact, originally a 396 swapped out for a 454 stroked to a 496. Its Orange, its awesome (as am I, but we'll get to that later) and it will steal the heart of any estrogen injected top heavy piston loving vixen thats lucky enough to stand before it.

But enough about me and mine, its your turn, and this is my thread. Feel free to bask in the glory of my heavy winded post and when you're done, introduce youself and lets get this party started


Aaaaand go