I don’t know where in the world exactly this was filmed at. Someone with more experience with European countries will have to help me out here. But I feel like I’ve seen this location before, in rally videos. I fully expected a Mk2 Ford Escort to come ripping around the side of the building sideways, the four-banger screaming it’s lungs out. Seems right, doesn’t it? It’s certainly the last place I expected a disco Camaro to be sitting, waiting, wearing the side-exit exhaust of a Dodge Challenger T/A, ready to do what a second-gen Camaro does best.

When it was introduced in 1970, the second-gen Camaro was a hot number. GM was not about to stand playing second fiddle to the Mustang, and went balls-out to develop the second-gen to make up for the rush job that the first-gen models had been. And it worked: the 1970 Camaro had bulges, haunches, and a shape that was a mix of Pininfarina-like curves and unquestionable all-American beef. Even through the dark times of the 1970s, when you could question the power output and even the entire need for the Camaro, there was no doubt that GM had nailed the look. And as history has proven, all you need to do is reverse-engineer some power back underhood and even the worst offenders of the F-body clan can become something to behold. That V8 noise, that power…that stands out compared to little Seats and angry Volvos, doesn’t it?