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On the way to our first mountain peak hike of the season on Sunday, we passed through Junction City. Now that’s usually good for a vintage CC or two, although typically the kind I don’t stop for. Sure enough, a pristine ’69 Camaro Z/28 (real or clone?) burbled alongside; until I saw this and quickly pulled over. Now that’s a Chevy worth stopping for….
I’m not going to indulge in a whole lot of commentary, as art cars, like all art, are a very subjective experience. So I’ll just let the car speak for itself, and I’ll just be the curator.