In honor of the first day of summer, I thought I post up some photos of my crushed dream. For many years I have yearned to have a Corvette summer. Every year blooms with T-Topped spring hopes but inevitably ends in the crushing reality of a Stingrayless autumn. I firmly believe everyone deserves at least one Corvette summer. The world would be a much cooler place. Alas, maybe 2011 will be my year.
Most think it's hideous - me, I love it more than grape kool-aid
A flame job only a mother could love
Getting her waxed up for a night of curb cruising
Left hand drive, a young Annie Potts, and me photochopped in behind the wheel - probably the closest I'll ever get to my Corvette summer
The remnants of my dream - anybody want to buy a ratty corvette hood?