God Bless America (and Corvette)
“I’m tall, blonde, I love football and noisy cars, but nevertheless I am still a girl 100%! My name is Stacy and I am 27 years old, most of which spent admiring the wonderful Corvette belonged to my grandfather and left to me as his most profound sign of love and respect, the sad day that a serious illness took him away from our house. This dark green C3 Stingray that he bought when young after a lot of sacrifices is part of my life and of my infinite love for my Country, to the point that it has become a real mission. I do not miss a meeting or an event dedicated to these magnificent all-American dream, but I have to say that what gives me the strongest emotions are those days when with my father or my brother, we dedicate ourselves for a drive, maybe towards some quiet place for having lunch on the roadside, taking a couple of pictures and so immortalize great memories spent with the people I love most.
The C3 Stingray is treated as a treasure (well, it is), it’s in perfect order all around, regularly used in order to prevent its sinuous curves to collect dust and polished regularly by a team of professionals. It is not just a car, but a bag of memories and emotions that grows year after year and makes the thrill of drivingt more and more special. As I will never not stop remembering with great love my grandfather who introduced me to a completely different world from the one that I imagined, I’ll never stop to get up early on Sunday mornings, ready for a new adventure at the wheel of the Stingray, accompanied by its unique roar and those feelings that you can only experience at the wheel of an American bad girl!”- Stacy