The 1965 Corvette was a great car. it look superb. Zora Arkus-Duntov had done a great styling job, and prevailed in creating an option list that included some now-legendary engines. These included the very rare fuel injected 327 cid engine, the 425 hp 396 cid engine and the awesome 427 cid engine, laughing listed as having 425 hp. It was realistically somewhere around 550 hp. In a street car. Yow!
Most of the Corvette engine line up could be optioned into the Chevelle, the Nova two-door and the Impala.
1965 began the era of high performance Chevvies, many of which are now highly prized by collectors and enthusiasts.
My first car was one of those "not so much" Corvairs.
It was my college car. I would have to stop three times in a three hour trip to put oil in it when I was on my way back to school. The heater and defrost didn't work either, which was a right bitch in a snowstorm. I learned to always have an extra fanbelt with me because one broke on a god-forsaken half finished highway at 3am in the morning when I was on a long distance trip celebrating my 21st birthday. I was so scared, I hid in my car, until I decided to take my chances with a trucker who drove me two hours out of his way to get another fanbelt. After he fixed the belt, I offered him all the money I had, which was not what he had in mind. Grateful only goes so far.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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My heart just ticked up a few beats. Ah.
The 1965 Corvette was a great car. it look superb. Zora Arkus-Duntov had done a great styling job, and prevailed in creating an option list that included some now-legendary engines. These included the very rare fuel injected 327 cid engine, the 425 hp 396 cid engine and the awesome 427 cid engine, laughing listed as having 425 hp. It was realistically somewhere around 550 hp. In a street car. Yow!
Most of the Corvette engine line up could be optioned into the Chevelle, the Nova two-door and the Impala.
1965 began the era of high performance Chevvies, many of which are now highly prized by collectors and enthusiasts.
The Corvair, not so much.
Goodness, they make Bewitched look as scary as heck. I was waiting for Agnes Moorhead to sacrifice a virgin (Hoss) on the hood of one of those cars.
My first car was one of those "not so much" Corvairs.
It was my college car. I would have to stop three times in a three hour trip to put oil in it when I was on my way back to school. The heater and defrost didn't work either, which was a right bitch in a snowstorm. I learned to always have an extra fanbelt with me because one broke on a god-forsaken half finished highway at 3am in the morning when I was on a long distance trip celebrating my 21st birthday. I was so scared, I hid in my car, until I decided to take my chances with a trucker who drove me two hours out of his way to get another fanbelt. After he fixed the belt, I offered him all the money I had, which was not what he had in mind. Grateful only goes so far.
That was the last American car I ever owned.
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