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Finally! After months of excitement, anxiety, disappointment, anger, and constant debating the wait is finally over. It has happened. The roller coaster ride has ended. The 2012 Chevy Camaro ZL1 is all mine. For the final time I said goodbye to my 2011 SS that brought me nothing but great memories. Now, I officially welcome the beast. 2012 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1 #595 is here and she kicks some major ass.

When I made the trip to Bob Steele Chevrolet the only thing that crossed my mind continuously was that I was heading back to “eBay Chevrolet.” The same place that made me mad about the price bump and lousy trade offer. I kept my cool when I arrived and this time it was a new salesperson that I got to deal with. It looked like this experience was going to be much better, and it was.

After the casual meeting with Will it was time to check out the car. Victory Red was the color and the thought entered my head that this car is the exact same car that was here three months ago. It was! Sounds like these guys were desperate to make a sale especially at GM Employee Pricing. I already knew what to expect from the car and with no test drive allowed I had to make a decision. Should I commit? Well all that depended on the trade in value of my Supercharged SS.

With all the upgrades installed by GM I knew that their previous bullshit offer was not going to work with me. I didn’t expect much and kept my expectations rather low. Thoughts rang in my head that disappointment was soon to follow. At least they’ll give me a gas card for my troubles if there was no deal. The pressure was all on them to deliver. Then the offer came in and the shock went across my face. Wow! this trip was worth it. They made the offer I couldn’t refuse. I made a call to my mom back home and told her there’s a new car on the way. She thought I was nuts, but when I told her the offer I got for my car she was happy. I immediately told the salesman to get the paperwork. This ZL1 is mine.

After the commitment of buying the car was implemented it was time for the drive, and what a ride it was. The ZL1 shifted and idled so smooth which was much better than the SS. The handling on the turns was amazing. Of course the best part was the drive itself especially when I took it on I-95 and surpassed 120 mph off the on ramp. The adrenaline was rushing at an all time high and the smile on my face continued to grow. My excitement was on par with The Dukes of Hazard when the General Lee did one of it’s famous jumps. The only thing the other cars saw on the road was a red blur speed right past them.

Once I was handed the keys it was time to say goodbye to my Black 2011 Camaro SS. She was a beauty and for a minute a tear went down my eye. I said once before that I would keep this car. It was a sad moment to hand over the keys. At one point I was a little reluctant, but the transfer was done. I did have one request and that was to do a lineup with both cars. Will said they were going to do it anyway. When my ZL1 was ready she stood right next to my SS. I took a few pictures in between both cars and then started up my SS for the last time giving it a few revs of the supercharged V8 engine. It was a great send off. Now it was time to get in my new ZL1 and drive off into the sunset.

As I drove home to Palm Bay for the official revealing to my family I knew that they were going to be happy with my purchase. While driving back All I could think about is that I’m now part of an elite club. Sure there’s a few people who own a Camaro whether it’s a V6 or V8, but I’m the only man in town with a ZL1. That puts me on the top of the food chain as Mustangs will choke in my smoke as I see them in my rear view mirror. It’s time to make some new memories and this time I’m sticking to my word that I’m keeping this car. Seriously!

Six Weeks. Fifteen dealerships. After all the insanity the end of the road is finally here. It’s been a roller coaster ride, but now I’ve reached the end of a journey that maybe wasn’t really needed. Seriously speaking, the whole search for the “Holy Grail” known as the Camaro ZL1 was nothing short of a monumental disaster. A lot of time and effort put in to a dream that would not come true. Of course, I’m not going to call this a total loss, because it made me appreciate what I already have even more than ever before.

Let me rewind the clock back about one year ago. While I was working during my first stint up in Alabama I came to a decision to get rid of my Ford Mustang. Sure I enjoyed the car, but there was one thing that really bothered me. Everyone has one. The Ford Mustang is nothing more than a popular yet common muscle car. You never really stand out from other people unless you own a Shelby GT500. Just think about it. Take a drive and count how many Mustangs you see in a five mile radius and you’ll get my point. Now I did consider buying a 2012 Ford Mustang GT at the time, but a certain Ford dealership in Dothan, AL was trying to fuck me by coming up with their own interest rates, but that’s a story for another day.

I always had in mind getting a Camaro. Like the Mustang, the Camaro has a strong tradition. I really became sold on the fifth generation car after watching the Transformers movie, however you couldn’t buy the car at least until 2010. Well I went to the Chevy dealership and there she was. The 2011 Camaro SS. I took a test drive and I was immediately in love. Sure the salesman thought I would be an impulse buyer and try to fuck me in the process, but I had other plans. Four other dealerships and the specific car I was looking for. The upper hand was mine and I made five dealerships fight for my business. The end result was the price went down. Two weeks later the V8 bad boy was all mine putting a smile on my face. Everyone around town was now looking at me and what I had.

Why do I mention all of this. Because at the time I made a statement. “This is my keeper. I’m not buying another car.” I was one hundered percent satisfied and for all this time I kept to my word. That is until another car crossed my path. The 2012 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1. The top of the line. The ultimate Camaro. Speed personified. When I first gazed eyes on it online I couldn’t turn away from the screen. I had to wipe up all the drool over the sexiness of this supercharged V8 car. If the SS is “The Beast,” then the ZL1 is “Godzilla.” I then thought about my statement and realized that I was about to do the one thing I said I wouldn’t do. I cheated.

For the past few weeks the ether was high. The juice was worth the squeeze. However, what evolved as I went from dealership to dealership started to eat away at that juice. It even made me think twice about what I already had. The mere thought of cheating raced through my mind like a disease. I kept asking myself if this was really needed. To trade one Camaro in for another. I must be out of my mind. Dealerships kept making promises they couldn’t keep. Even the thought of ordering a 2013 model year gave them the “cha-ching” look in their eyes as they would ask for security deposits of $500, $1,000, or even $10,000 just to see how serious I was. These people were sizing me up just to see if I had the green or wasting their time. I’m sorry, but I’m not giving a dealership $10,000 of my hard earned money just to order a car that’s not even made, or on a hunch that the car might possibly show up in around six months. Nothing was guaranteed. Shit, it was only last week when I finally stepped foot in the ZL1 and then the dealership tried to fuck me with the paperwork. It was then when it finally dawned on me.

What the hell was I doing?

It was at that moment, after six long weeks of wasted time, that the dream came to an end. I needed to move on. It was time to let the ZL1 go.

Throughout this whole excruciating process I always wondered if I was doing the right thing. What if I just changed my mind and decide to upgrade my own ride. My 2011 Camaro SS looked like she was begging for more. Superchargers, exhaust packages, leather interior. The options were endless. That’s when I made the decision to keep what I had and upgrade instead. When the first upgrades we’re completed last week I had a smile on my face for the first time in what felt like a long time. I put ZL1 type upgrades into my car and it feels so good. The acceleration is faster than ever before. The roar of the supercharger wakes up the whole neighborhood. The looks I get from people as I drive by is priceless. The comments of “nice car man” are back. All I could think about was how I made the right decision. In the end, the juice was definitely worth the squeeze…with my own car.

With the dealerships lining up for my business through constant e-mails and phone messages it was now time to take the quest for the Chevy Camaro ZL1 to the next level. It’s time to shop around. While I’m stoked about the new ride, I kept my expectations rather low, because I’m sure that disappointument was bound to be in the air. That and I’m still debating over making the big purchase or sticking with my pride and joy, but we all know that there’s nothing wrong with just looking. Right?

Well I made my first stop at Champion Chevrolet in Athens, AL. I parked in the lot and immediately wished I just got in the car and left. The salesman was not very encouraging. That’s weird because at any dealership the shark usually circles it’s prey right away. Not this guy. He seemed a little intimidated by me. Maybe he was looking for someone else. The shitty problem is that I’m the only potential customer in the entire lot. Seriously, I’m not kidding. That clearly is a warning sign for exit stage left. However, I stuck to my guns, made the introduction, and told him my intentions on buying the ZL1. Sadly this salesman was a little unsure of himself and was at a loss for words. Seriously, what is wrong with this guy?

This salesman probably forgot his pitch. Maybe it’s because he’s been in the sun a little too long. Eventually I was able to read through his babble about how he doesn’t actually have the car. Sound like usual dealership nonsense just to get you in the door. This guy had no information on the car as well as not knowing much about it either other than it’s a badass ride. He did ask about mine which surprisingly he knew it was a 2011 SS. I wonder what gave that away?

All bullshit aside I moved the relatively brief conversation from buying to working on my current car. Surprising this was really simple. You would think the salesman should be controlling the conversation to the buy. Isn’t that what these monkeys are taught to do? He lead me to the parts department where my interest was buying some new wheels. I wanted black rims to make my car, because I loved the way they look. It was at this moment where I would go into a state of shock. The parts department are able to get the black rims. However, these rims are 21 inches. My current rims are 20 inches. This means I must also change the tires. So I asked him how much this would set be back. The total? $7,200! Holy shit! Are you kidding me! All I want is new black rims! There’s no way for it to be that much money. Is it? That sounds line a ripoff. I never felt that ripped off since last year when I was considering buying a 2013 Ford Mustang GT only to find out that the dealership wanted to charge me over 19.9 percent interest. No really I’m buying a car not a credit card.

At this point I had it. I thanked the guy for his time and left the building unhappy. I never left a place so pissed off in my life. Now in a tailspin, I head back to the hotel and contemplate what just happened. What do I do now? Well all I tell you is that this search is not over yet. Not by a long shot. I still have plenty of tricks up my sleeve and that this recent unfortunate event will not happen again.

The quest for the ZL1 continues another day.