I got a Covette story.
Around 2002 or 2003, I thought a new Covette would look good in my garage.
Visited a Chevy dealership with 5 in stock.
Salesmen got the key to one and I said I'm just here to see how I fit in one.
Salesmen left me alone for a awhile, so I got in, then attempted to get back out.
Instantly I know this was not for me when I sat there for 20 minutes waiting for help from the salesmen to get out.
It was a beautiful looking beast with soft leather supported seats.
I refer to getting into a Covette is like taking a leather bucket seat, setting on the
concrete floor and telling me to sit in it then try to get out.
My wife was happy to hear my story from that day.
Last edited by Michael G.; 01-19-2023 at 10:44 AM.
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