[j0n]

I used to spend every summer at my cousin's house when i was little, since both my parents worked during the day. My uncle was/is a total vette freak, and even owned an 88? anniversary corvette for around 10 years(the one that's alllllllll white). Besides the vette he loved nascar, and hated everything that wasnt chevrolet. So there i was at 6 years old cheering on the Intiminator(sp?) at every race. When i turned 15, i got the crazy notion that i could afford a corvette myself, and even found one that i COULD afford(thank god i didnt buy it...i know today it was a ****fire injection car) but my parents always said **** no. I kept looking online anyway and read about how the v8 in the corvette was actually put in another car...something called a camaro. I immediately shifted my focus to finding a third gen camaro and somehow had my parents backing immediately. one day at 16 yrs old my neighbor(neighborhood gearhead with a big block cutlass, 2 small block cutlasses, a big block buick, and a 5.0 notchback convertible) came by to show me and my parents an ad in the paper for an 89 firebird formula with 50k miles for 3250 neg. I knew that the firebird was also givin the camaro's v8 so i agreed to go check it out. Once i saw the offset cowl and the bright red color i instantly fell in love...put a down payment on it, and picked it up the next day. rest is history