Whatever you feel about American cars, the Corvette deserves a rightful place in a separate universe of opinion. For some reason, the totemic two seater sits apart from the rest of the Detroit ouvre – displaced by something barely identifiable but eminently stylish.
If you’re a Corvette fan you’ll know all about John Greenwood, who in the seventies cornered the market in racing tweaked, blown, star-spangled contemporary ‘vettes – racing them with some success at top endurance venues like Sebring and Le Mans.
Examples of cars like the Greenwood evocation here change hands for as much as any American classic: and for us represent the high water mark of unashamedly jingoistic vettism.
God bless America!
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