I really enjoyed driving this 1968 L88 Corvette. I was going to write "this wild 1968 L88 Corvette" but that would have been redundant; every L88 is wild.
Thanks to its telescopic steering column, I was able to position the wheel close enough to use it as leverage for depressing the clutch pedal, the primary consideration in driving this car.
Once the engine warms and you are on your lumping thumping way, you know in the blink of an eye that the L88 is a bottomless fount of unrelenting power. At speed, the clutch effort lightens considerably thanks to all the adrenalin suddenly coursing through your veins, an elegant bit of engineering.
There really is nothing like the L88 Corvette. It will slam you back in your seat as if hit from behind by a Kenworth and thrill you with its big-bore basso profundo roar.
It's America's very own vintage race car, a production beast that has beaten all comers.
So: Get in and hang on. You'll love it.
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