What are you thinking?!?! Start driving it, and no granny shifting and slow acceleration either! In my 1985 VW, (yes, 5 speed) I drive it so hard my older brother is scared of riding in the car with me.

Slip the clutch a little until I feel the car starting to roll, slip it a little more, and then drop it, launch well, and no squealing, so no reason for a cop to pull me over.

After I'm hauling the mail and shift into second, I'm long gone. People that think they drive fast are in my rearview mirror.

Of course, you're Vette would own my Cabriolet. That is, until I dropped a 350 HP 1.8 in it.

(got a parts car with a rebuildable engine, so that is a keeper) I'll build it myself, I don't trust anyone else to smear their fingerprints all over the crank bearings.

Drive your beautiful car and drive it like a car is supposed to be driven. Trust me, it's much more fun driving around hauling the mail instead of puttering around in some boringly quiet family sedan.