“It’s not a real Commodore, mate!” A statement enthusiastically communicated to me in a predominantly negative fashion. It was delivered by a gentleman in his late 20s, wrapped in hi-vis yellow and I suspect loyal to the lion of old. This was apparent due to his choice of transport – a horrifically modified six-cylinder VT Commodore with the obligatory Chevrolet badges.
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