Though I never hung out in Revere, much, I did have an Iroc Z Camaro in the 80's. The late 80's to be exact. It was really only a regular Camaro, but I knew someone at a body shop that put the Iroc Z sticker on for me.  I picked it up pretty cheap too. Whomever owned it had blown the engine, so this car that had 70,000 miles on it had an engine put in with less than 1000 miles. I think I paid $5,000 for it and figured I'd get some decent years out of it. I was the smart shopper.

Immediately the chicks were all over me, as you can imagine. I had two dates lined up before I even had it officially on the road. Sadly the car gave me alot of problems, almost as many as those chicks did, and it spent more time being fixed than I had hoped for. There was always something wrong with it.

I guess it was a blessing when it was stolen on a winter day in February 1992. I woke up to look outside and find I had one parking space too many. (Who would steal a Camaro with six inches of snow on the ground?) It was found in Revere, of all places, right off of route one, when the two kids that stole it found out the brakes were bad and didn't quite make the turn.

I say two kids, as there were two baseball caps left on the front seat with basketball teams logos, and the lid was set to the smallest setting. You do the math. There was also a head imprint in the windshield and blood on the outside of the car when I went to see it. It was totalled. I actually got a pretty good check from the insurance company for it, so it wasn't all bad news. Here are a couple of photos of the wreck.

Sniff, ah the memories of the Camaro.