EPIC says it all. You can tell that they are out to make a statement. Yes, I am afraid it would be a garage queen for me..... but it's a lot easier to walk out to the garage than drive to a dealer, crank it up, hear the supercharger whining asking for attention, being pulled to the rear to hear the exhaust backpopping, sit in the driver seat a bit, crank up the radio, turn off the radio, record the pipes for my stereo, wax it up, take it out for a mellow growly ride, listen to the cam loping as I creep through the crowd of lookers on Sat. nite, maybe even park it, sharing the marvel of what our designers and engineers have created because it will be rare; then as I go home ... rev it up, wind it out a few times listening to the backpressure pops as I let off the throttle, drive her home, remove the dust, etc, once again listen to the loping growl echoing in the garage, check out the side view mirrors, look at the guages monitoring the systems, make sure the radio is set to my favorite station, enjoy a toast at the end of the evening, gently roll up the windows, check it over, reshine any imperfections, and ever so softly put the car cover on, wish it a good nite, turn off the lite, and peek back to make sure she's ok.... then go to bed, knowing a legend is here providing both solitude and joy, excited that a new day begins at the crack of dawn and I can do it all again........... thanks GM. Thanks.
