Sunday, my lovely bride asked me what car I'd drive if we won the lottery. She asked this as I climbed into her Chevy diesel dually. No doubt, she's making up for a having diminished genitalia. I can vouch for that. My answer was a 1955 1st series Chevy pickup.
I don't want to impress anyone else. I used to have an old Chevy, and I dug driving it. Chicks were not into my truck, but I was. No races were won with the old straight 6, 235 CID motor. It had a three speed on the column. Not very cool, I know, but I dug it.
Poeple are attracted to different cars for different reasons. If you like 'vettes, go for it! I once saw a '58 'vette at a car show that needed paint. I would've given my left nut for it. It was beautiful! Fine piece of machinery.
There's an old cat in my area that has a '56 Corvette. He's like 70 years old. I don't fault him. He's just an old car lover. The problem comes from the 40-50 year old guys riding in the red Corvette convertible with the 20-30 year old woman. Those guys make us all look like asses.
Corvette owners, police yourselves!
BTW- My current classic ride is a '54 Farmall Super A. Eat your hearts out, bitches!