National Corvette Museum

The red paint on the Corvette Z06 gleams with a factory-fresh luster that usually commands reverence, but in the hands of Cody Detwiler, it is merely a prop for high-octane satire. The scene begins with a calculated lack of respect for the engineering as the car is purchased through a Montana LLC to evade Tennessee’s reach. Detwiler immediately strips the prestige from the mid-engine flagship, comparing its aesthetic to a Chevrolet Camaro and its structural design to a literal block of clay. Titanium pipes and truck-inspired utility The rising action kicks off with an immediate mechanical intervention. The stock exhaust, dismissed as a "New Balance sneaker" of car parts, is ripped out in favor of a Valvetronic Designs titanium system. While the car sounds like a proper supercar, the critique stays focused on the "Chevy clank." Detwiler mocks the interior’s ergonomics, specifically a massive center console divider he likens to a Chevrolet Silverado, suggesting the engineers were too focused on truck buyers to care about weight distribution or cabin flow. Technical failure at the golf course The narrative reaches a climax not through a high-speed crash, but a frustrating mechanical stall. After proving a set of golf clubs can fit in the rear cargo hold—the C8’s primary design mandate, according to the satire—the car’s software rebels. A broken hood latch prevents the transmission from engaging, leaving the $100,000 machine stranded because the sensors cannot confirm the front trunk is secure. It is a moment of pure irony: a supercar neutralized by a plastic latch. Tax protests and museum pilgrimages Following a brief off-road stint that shreds the tires, the journey ends at the National Corvette Museum and the Tennessee Department of Revenue. Detwiler uses the car as a rolling protest against the state’s tax enforcement, leaving a custom "theft" mural outside the government office. The lesson is clear for any mechanic: no matter how much horsepower you pack, the most complex systems are often defeated by a faulty sensor or a determined bureaucrat.