At first I took the passenger place and hardly restrained myself from sticking out my hand out of the window to touch the ground ( of course, when the traffic light was red). The Corvette is so pressed to the ground that I had a feeling, as if moving on a sledge.
The noise insulation is weak, the engine is heard all over the rpm range, and the blowing airflow sings along to the engine somewhere in the region of the front suspension.
The suspension is rather stiff (almost to the point of discomfort), although the wheels of the Corvette are smaller than those of the "Camaro" (front- 245/40 ZR18, rear- 285/35 ZR19). In general, everything reaches the required standard for a sports car. Due to little driving experience, a colleague of mine hadn't dared to properly press the gas pedal, and therefore the real potential of the Corvette remained a mystery to me, until it was my turn to take the wheel. And only then I realized how it feels to handle a car which was created without any regard to the driver's convenience! The steering wheel of this Chevrolet turned out to be just too heavy- I hadn't had such an experience since discovering the "VAZ-2106". The process of driving the C6 through the narrow streets of Yerevan in hopes of finding a free parking place is equivalent to working out at the gym- I sweated heavily!
The automatic gearbox shifts with violent shakes making your cervical spine crunch at every gear change. The car hysterically trembles at any bump causing a loud crash of the interior details, and the howling wind completes the chaos inside the car.
This car is an immense source of adrenaline!
At the end of the ride, the Corvette miraculously consumed 10.5 liters of petrol per 100 kilometers. We hadn't used the fuel sparingly, though.