It’s Tuesday. Oh come on. Somewhere out there, a Corvette engineer just felt a great disturbance in the Force.
A C7 Corvette: Low-slung, fiberglass, rear-wheel-drive, built to go fast and look good doing it… and some genius looks at it and thinks, “You know what this needs? A snow plow.”
That’s not innovation—that’s vandalism with extra steps.
First of all, the car sits about three inches off the ground on a good day. You hit a frozen chunk of slush and congratulations, you’ve just turned your front splitter into modern art. The suspension wasn’t designed to push snow; it was designed to hug corners.
Best case scenario? You ruin the bumper, stress the frame, and annihilate the resale value. Worst case? You taco the front end and end up explaining to your insurance company why your sports car was cosplaying as a snow removal vehicle.
That C7 deserved warm storage, a battery tender, and dignity—not a snow plow and a starring role in “What Not to Do With Nice Things.”
THE HORROR!
It’s Tuesday. Oh come on. Somewhere out there, a Corvette engineer just felt a great disturbance in the Force.
A C7 Corvette: Low-slung, fiberglass, rear-wheel-drive, built to go fast and look good doing it… and some genius looks at it and thinks, “You know what this needs? A snow plow.”
That’s not innovation—that’s vandalism with extra steps.
First of all, the car sits about three inches off the ground on a good day. You hit a frozen chunk of slush and congratulations, you’ve just turned your front splitter into modern art. The suspension wasn’t designed to push snow; it was designed to hug corners.
Best case scenario? You ruin the bumper, stress the frame, and annihilate the resale value. Worst case? You taco the front end and end up explaining to your insurance company why your sports car was cosplaying as a snow removal vehicle.
That C7 deserved warm storage, a battery tender, and dignity—not a snow plow and a starring role in “What Not to Do With Nice Things.”
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