Here's my favorite f-body. It was my 3rd Camaro, and I was 17 when I got it. I named her Blackie (for obvious reasons.) She was a sweetheart. 305 V8 H.O., 3.73 gears, auto, t-tops, all power options.... And only 59,000 origional miles when I got her. I wish I still had it. That car was a wicked performer. It still holds my record burnout of 37ft on NEW p215 60R 15's. It was in the back of a Walmart parking lot, and I was so proud that I paced it off! anyhow... Her tranny blew while cruizing down the highway(it always had problems.) I ended up accepting an offer I couldn't refuse. Still regretting it.
Here's my first car... 1984 Base model coupe. V6, F41 suspension, NO other cool options. This car was a hand-me-down, and it was a dog, but everybody thought it looked fast. Note the pimpin' paint job my dad gave it!
Last but not least, my '85 IROC... When my dad got this car, it didn't run. It had sand in the gas tank, and no exhaust! It had a TPI 305, and it had a rough life... Note the "meat is murder" sticker in the back window. I used to be very hardcore vegetarian in HS. My dad passed this car on to me when I was 16. Needless to say, it had bald tires and all the usual wear of an idiot driver. THIS car hold the record for the most air-time of any car I've owned, but that's a story for another day. You may find it hard to believe, but I baby my Fiero! Still miss some of these cars though.
Anyhow... later guys