2000 chevrolet camaro z28

   Welcome back to The Fast Lane! This time I chose a car that I've always wondered about. The 2000 Chevrolet Camaro Z28. I had never really had any experience with this specific car until now and I always wondered if it was really as good as I'd always heard. So I grabbed the keys and headed out to decide for myself.

   I started out walking up to the exterior of the car, and so far I was impressed. The sleek body lines reminded me of Chevrolet's legacy: the mighty Corvette. The low slung body and large rear spoiler told me this car was all about performance and maybe even handling. The twin exhaust screamed high horsepower. Needless to say I was ecstatic to finally get behind the wheel of this monster. I opened the driver's side door and was amazed at how long and heavy it was, and got into the driver's seat. Once again I was impressed to see that the driver sit's practically on the floor it'self, a feature seen in many high performance machines to lower the center of gravity. I began to situate myself in the cabin, and was pleasantly surprised to see leather seats and electric controls. As I continued to look around though I was more and more disappointed with the cheapness of it all. Everything was plastic and felt like it was about to break off in my hand. I reminded myself that it was a muscle car, however, and assumed that Chevy spent all the money under the hood. I turned the key and was delighted with the thunderous roar of the engine, and the violent shake that came with it. I smiled and put it into gear and set off.
   Driving the car at slow speeds proved to be unimpressive, uncomfortable and loud, but that'd all be worth it as long as it didn't disappoint when your foot goes to the floor. I waited at the light to get onto the on ramp to the freeway and when it turned green I stepped on it. I was immediately sideways and let off the throttle. I tried again and the same thing kept happening. Things were going badly so far with no traction control, but I reminded myself that all true driver's cars had no aides. I decided it must be about either handling or straight line performance. I finally was able to accelerate without spinning the tires and  put my foot down. The engine made a thunderous scream and I braced myself for the G forces, but none came. The disappointment increased, and I thought maybe they'd at least gotten the handling right. They didn't. The body roll was terrible, the body was much too long, and there was a terrible combination of over and under steer. The steering wheel itself was too big and too heavy, and the turning radius was bad.
   In short I was very disappointed with everything about the car. Oh and the day was rainy as well and the T-tops that I had looked forward to were a cool touch, but they leaked. The long heavy doors and the seat on the floor made it impossible to get out of the car when I was parked next to another car. I opened the hood to see if there was something wrong with the engine and found technology from 50 years ago, only slightly tweaked. As the name of this blog suggests I like fast cars, even if fast is all they're good at. Unfortunately all this car is for is show. Join me again next time, hopefully this time in The Fast Lane.