For some reason when I saw your journal title, James May's review of the Fiat Panda came to mind:

"It flaps it's arms about and makes a lot of racket but doesn't get much accomplished... like the Italian government."

Oh man, I get a kick out of James May! Sad that Top Gear is nearing it's end (I HEAR it's already over.)
In this case it's more like "Driving a Camaro is a bit like being a squirrel on crack. One minute your nose goes to ass and suddenly you don't know what direction yuo are facing."
That's how it is in mine. Goose the throttle just a bit and it will spin. More torque than my tires can handle.
I think if I were on Top Gear I'd be butting heads with Clarkson a lot. We're too much alike. We'd agree on so much that when we disagree it'd probably come to blows.
"Sure, Jeremy, you're as big as me. But you're British. So I win!"
that'd just get me punched in the mouth.