Drive Cycle
The sun beat down on the asphalt, a shimmering mirage of heat reflecting the chrome of my ’14 Camaro RS. Ten years she’d been slumbering in the garage, a slumber that felt like a thousand years in this godforsaken state. Finally, the day had arrived. I was going to unleash her, to let her taste the sweet, smog-choked air of Los Angeles. But first, the ritual. The dreaded emissions test. I’d…
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