Summer 1965, a Friday night, my buddy and I (he had a driver's license, I didn't) headed downtown Waterloo to cruise 4th Street. But first, a bee-line to Schukei Chevrolet's lot to look for cool stuff. In the middle of the used lot, all by itself, was a white '63 Impala, black rims with no caps, and a nose up stance. In the driver's window were lists describing the details of a Z-11. Holy Crap!!! I got to see and touch a real Z-11!! My 15 year old brain was fully blown
I've always wondered where it went from there?? - Bill W