The Z28, before our very eyes, has become a museum piece. The transformation required only a few years, but it is complete. Henceforth, you will find the Z28 cataloged under the heading "Warrior, Medieval." Its subheading is "Armor, Personal."

The armor is rusting in place, not yet literally, but it is surely creaking and groaning with the effort of mobilization. The reason for this progressively worsening hitch in its gait is simple: there is insufficient oil to ease its machinations. And, just as medieval jousting was phased out in the face of more modern methods of aggression, cars like the Z28 are folding beneath the pressure of more modern methods of combining excitement and transportation. The time has come when it is only right that cars such as the Z28 should metamorphose. Eventually, we may rake and suck so much from the earth that it will collapse in on itself or perhaps erupt its cauldron innards through the gaps we continue to make in its crust. Irrational machines like the Z28s have provided us with wonderful entertainment many times over, but their excesses have only served to hasten their end.

But, still, the Z28 is available. It stands on its last legs, suprisingly stong in its final battle, its fading eyes hidden behind the slits and slots and appendages of its antediluvian high-performance facade. Similar appurtenances on more up-to-date machinery tell us that the future is not without hope for good times at the wheel. On the Z28, the trim seems a sad, mailed, fist, shaking forlornly at the passage of time."

Originally posted by Joe K. 96 Zeee!!
See if you can guess when this was written...



Not too difficult, eh? Interesting reading....note the tone...

Answer here:
http://www.nastyz28.com/faq/cd80z28.html

But assault some bumps and the car seems to be playing footsies with a hot bed of coals. Look, it’s Disco Highway! Bumps and heaves are the Z28’s nemesis.