2002 Chevrolet Corvette Z06: The Odd Couple
January 10, 2011
That's the '02 Vette next to a friend's '72 Bus. I learned quickly that you don't buy a Corvette to do stuff. You buy a Corvette - particularly a Z06 - to do one thing, and do one thing well: go fast. Stupid fast. You don't buy it to run errands. You probably don't even buy it to drive to the course, even though you could fit some clubs back there.
You do buy it to fly you and your lady for a weekend getaway up the coast or out to Vegas. You buy it for track days. You buy it for regular hits on the mechanical synthesis of intake whine, exhaust growl and floorpan vibrations.
You don't buy it, incidentally, to haul surfboards, although our parking lot experiment determined that the Z06 would carry a 7'6 thruster with just a little padding and some twine.
On the way home, a Grand Cherokee SRT-8 buzzed by, dropped back to our flank, then gassed it down Pacific Coast Highway. Sorry, pal. I just started this job. And the boss likes this car. Hope your wife was impressed with the victory. In more capable hands, I imagine driving the Z06 to offer the serenity of a skilled martial artist. If it wanted, it could serve fools. Especially when running in that magical, seemingly bottomless third gear.
Dan Frio, Automotive Editor