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Bowling Green Blog
I wrote a little blog/journal entry a few months back about our trip to Bowling Green and it was about 5 pages long, but it all got deleted. I re-wrote it, and this is all I got so far, but I though I would share it with yall...
It might as well have been the 4th of July. The only thing we were missing was apple pie. Actually... now that i think of it, we had that too.
Brandon and I woke to an empty house. Mammaw and Mike left to go to the doctor long before we were up. We gathered our things and walked through the dew covered front lawn out to the car. The morning air was crisp, and the sun was poking its head over the treeline as we rolled over the gravel driveway. There was no time to waste. We had an appointment to meet our makers... well maybe not our makers, but certianly our car's maker. A short hour long drive put us in a town called "Bowling Green". As we exited the interstate, my head was bobbing around, and whipping back and forth searching for sign leading us to motherland.
As we pulled into the long curving driveway of the General Motors plant, we came across a posted sign that read: "Parking for GM vehicles ONLY. All others will be towed at owners expense." ... **** yeah.
As some of you may or may not know, the General Motors plant in Bowling Green, Kentucky is where dreams are built. It is where obsessions are fabricated, and lifestyle's are molded. Not only are the lives of thousands of American's changed here, but it is also the place where Corvette's are produced. The first American sports car. The Chevrolet Corvette.
Brandon had to smack me back into reality as I was overwhelmed and flabberghasted by the awesomeness I was about to lay my eyes upon. We walked into the side entrance to the building, and were greeted by employees who were ready to check our names off and give us a tour. A few minutes later, we were asked to form into our tour groups and take a pair of saftey glasses. Sooner than you could say "Bobs your uncle", we were having facts spit out at us almost as fast as the new Z06 can reach 60MPH (which happens to be 3.5 seconds). The rest of the tour was kind of a blur because I was so excited and giddy, that I sort of forgot to pay attention to the tour guide. I do remember seeing all the majestic colors adorned on the shells of brand new C6's, and miscelaneous parts strewn about the facility. We followed a special path through the factory and got a tiny peek at the XLR production line, but they weren't being built at that time.
Just before the tour came to an end, our guide had us all group around a window. On the other side of that window was a dynomometer. And just as the group gets huddled around this window, a brand spaking new Atomic Orange Metallic Corvette Z06 pulls into the bay. The driver sets the back wheels on the roller and moments later, we hear the thunderous roar from the 7.0L V8 echoing throughout the building. Goosebumps immediatley formed all over my body, and my knees grew weak. I let out a subdued sigh as I watched the car roll out of the bay. Someday I'll own one. "She will be mine. Oh yes! She will be mine."
The following attraction was just as cool. The National Corvette Museum is a mecca for old men, searching for nostalgic feelings of when they were young, as well as children discovering a spark of inspiration and excitment. For me it was a little of both. The museum itself wasn't very large, but still managed to pack 54 years of history in. Some of the rarest Corvettes in the world were displayed there such as the only remaining 1983 Corvette, and the would-be Corvette ZR1 convertible. Other cars, like the 1,000,000th Corvette signed by everyone on the production line, were displayed with honor and reverence.
We spent some money at the gift shop, and bought a few raffle tickets in hopes to win a brand new Corvette, then we went on our way. The day had only begun, and there was much to be seen yet...
It might as well have been the 4th of July. The only thing we were missing was apple pie. Actually... now that i think of it, we had that too.
Brandon and I woke to an empty house. Mammaw and Mike left to go to the doctor long before we were up. We gathered our things and walked through the dew covered front lawn out to the car. The morning air was crisp, and the sun was poking its head over the treeline as we rolled over the gravel driveway. There was no time to waste. We had an appointment to meet our makers... well maybe not our makers, but certianly our car's maker. A short hour long drive put us in a town called "Bowling Green". As we exited the interstate, my head was bobbing around, and whipping back and forth searching for sign leading us to motherland.
As we pulled into the long curving driveway of the General Motors plant, we came across a posted sign that read: "Parking for GM vehicles ONLY. All others will be towed at owners expense." ... **** yeah.
As some of you may or may not know, the General Motors plant in Bowling Green, Kentucky is where dreams are built. It is where obsessions are fabricated, and lifestyle's are molded. Not only are the lives of thousands of American's changed here, but it is also the place where Corvette's are produced. The first American sports car. The Chevrolet Corvette.
Brandon had to smack me back into reality as I was overwhelmed and flabberghasted by the awesomeness I was about to lay my eyes upon. We walked into the side entrance to the building, and were greeted by employees who were ready to check our names off and give us a tour. A few minutes later, we were asked to form into our tour groups and take a pair of saftey glasses. Sooner than you could say "Bobs your uncle", we were having facts spit out at us almost as fast as the new Z06 can reach 60MPH (which happens to be 3.5 seconds). The rest of the tour was kind of a blur because I was so excited and giddy, that I sort of forgot to pay attention to the tour guide. I do remember seeing all the majestic colors adorned on the shells of brand new C6's, and miscelaneous parts strewn about the facility. We followed a special path through the factory and got a tiny peek at the XLR production line, but they weren't being built at that time.
Just before the tour came to an end, our guide had us all group around a window. On the other side of that window was a dynomometer. And just as the group gets huddled around this window, a brand spaking new Atomic Orange Metallic Corvette Z06 pulls into the bay. The driver sets the back wheels on the roller and moments later, we hear the thunderous roar from the 7.0L V8 echoing throughout the building. Goosebumps immediatley formed all over my body, and my knees grew weak. I let out a subdued sigh as I watched the car roll out of the bay. Someday I'll own one. "She will be mine. Oh yes! She will be mine."
The following attraction was just as cool. The National Corvette Museum is a mecca for old men, searching for nostalgic feelings of when they were young, as well as children discovering a spark of inspiration and excitment. For me it was a little of both. The museum itself wasn't very large, but still managed to pack 54 years of history in. Some of the rarest Corvettes in the world were displayed there such as the only remaining 1983 Corvette, and the would-be Corvette ZR1 convertible. Other cars, like the 1,000,000th Corvette signed by everyone on the production line, were displayed with honor and reverence.
We spent some money at the gift shop, and bought a few raffle tickets in hopes to win a brand new Corvette, then we went on our way. The day had only begun, and there was much to be seen yet...