Hammond drives the icons: Chevy Corvette
There will be some for whom the appearance of the 1958 Corvette's vast, red bulk is enough to signal that it's time to leave. That's fine, it's not for everyone. But GM's first two-seat sports car has something about it, even if only scale; something has to account for the sheer presence of this thing.
Strangely, for something so unashamedly, even wilfully enormous, it's a very feminine car. The curves, the shapes, all of that stuff, tap into some set of inbuilt receptors that have the brain thinking of the sort of voluptuous but feline and mischievous beauty that darted across cinema screens in the Fifties. It certainly does nothing to suggest that this is a taut, aggressive racer. And it isn't. It really isn't. In order to make its first two-seater, GM didn't think much further, it seems, than removing two seats from a four-seater. It certainly didn't feel compelled to lighten, stiffen or simplify a car to turn it into a roadster.