Nestling in the shrubbery to the South of the Great West Way there was the newly proclaimed suburb of Kunene Park. Streets tarred, no houses and miles from city traffic. Having joined during his US training, I had not known Peter until his return from the States but as the resident tuner asked to do a number on his family Kadett, we soon made contact.
Peter had called early that Saturday morning and arranged to meet for a session with the ‘Z’. The gate to the estate had to be worked on a little, ideal. We proceeded to shred a set of Michelins. There was absolutely nothing subtle about 60’s muscle cars and back then I don’t think the word visceral had ever been used to describe the attack on the senses when driving these machines. But that is exactly what it was, mind-blowingly visceral. This Z28 was no exception. In fact, fitted with the full factory option pack consisting of headers, L/S, close ratio Muncie M21 ‘box, short final drive and cowl induction, this was as close to a religious experience as I think you could get.
Bullitt the movie had whet the appetite a year or so earlier, with Steve McQueen throwing a Mustang Coupe flat-out through the hilly streets of San Francisco. That movie stirred the soul and remains the most realistic car chase sequence in movie history….rear axle tramp included.
The Camaro, in our version of the movie was a see, feel and touch exercise for sure. Firing up that 302 sent chills up the spine and the crack of exhaust pulses from the headers at idle sent a loud and clear message of brute horsepower…we were going to run our own Bullitt sequence but this time without a chase car.