The Most Badass Muscle Car of All Time
I’m a muscle car fanatic. 
Specifically, I’m a sucker for all things GM. There a few things in this world that get me as excited as the rumble of a nasty, mechanical flat-tappet cam thumping away at the heart of an eight cylinder Chevrolet mill. The mere sight of a first-generation Camaro puts a huge smile on my face. A brief encounter with a second-generation Chevelle invokes a sense of nostalgia I simply can’t explain.
Yet, there is one car forged by the hands of GM that encapsulates every characteristic that comprises a great muscle car. It’s classy. It’s extremely sexy. It’s got enough power to transform any frown into a shit-eating grin within a matter of seconds. Most importantly, it’s unique (due to the fact that this little gem was the last of its kind is largely over-shadowed by many of its predecessors). Of course, I’m referring to the ever-so-badass 1967 Chevelle SS.
According to the General, the 396 big-block that was available in the SS package cranked out 375 horsepower. Yet, any schmuck knows these power numbers were severely underrated (by as much as 50-75 ponies) from the factory as to avoid higher insurance premiums. Couple gobs of power with a four-speed gear box and you’ve got enough fun for a lifetime.
