Yes it was back then....And my father drove my Camaro more then I did(:
Camaros got to be crummy in the 80s. One of my college roomates had one.
My dad was a Navy pilot. He loved sports cars. The BMW, his last car before he couldn’t drive any more, had an incredible engine. We were driving down the east side of Kansas one day, and I discovered I was going 120. It didn’t feel or sound any different from 55.