The thing That blows MY FUCKING MIND Is from the get-go, any goddamn speed part you want from Chevy they'll sell you. You want a crate motor? No problem. Transmission upgrade? gonutz. A hood scoop for a nine-year-old Camaro? Get down with your bad self. ...a better stereo for your Chevy Bolt? crickets General Motors has always been a company that will cheerfully encourage you to change your cam timing but will stop at nothing to keep you from adding an aftermarket bluetooth receiver for your fucking phone. It's unreal. "Whatever you do, make sure a double-DIN will never fit" is Detroit's whole thing and I don't fucking get it. It's clearly a choice. Clearly, the gearheads will protect goddamn camshafts with their lives but "protect the dealerships against the aftermarket at all costs" has been the driving force of "infotainment" since the dawn of the CD player. It has nothing to do with the finance arm. It's entirely about the fact that if I wanna put an Alpine in my hot rod? That hot rod better be fuckin' German or Japanese.