LEFT: We noticed rows of customer cars in the fenced back lot.

BELOW LEFT: Here's the engine tear-down room. Notice the cars outside.

now.
    So this was the location of America’s premier Corvette tuner, a rather mundane mish-mash of steel buildings. Before entering the front door, I slipped around to the back to have a peek at the cars. I rounded the corner to stare at rows of Corvettes, Z28s, Trans-Ams, even an early 1990-something Impala SS and a GMC Cyclone pickup. I imagined the owners of these vehicles dreaming of the day when their cars would come home as Lingenfelters. John would add a hard-to-see sticker, or maybe nothing at all, but the owners would have the ultimate musclecar in their town.