Out of Retirement (A1, B2, C7)
I gotta go hide it in the glove box of a beat up old chevy chevelle. then i've gotta get back in town early enough to meet someone before eight in the morning. i have a busy night, girl.
Shifting Consequences--Chapter 15: Chasing Dreams
A tricked-out black 1970 chevelle with two white racing stripes on it drives by, blaring some rather good hip-hop on a good sound system as she puts the rest of her essentials in the compartments on her bike.
Inner City Fun: Chapter 2
She had been helping him rebuild an old 69 chevelle for a good while, finding it to be one escape from reality for her.
Private Transit - Commissioned by Skize
"it's chevelle. alternative rock music." todd replied. "and i happen to like it." "it's absolutely terrible, just terrible," the dragon said, retracting his head from the front seat to cover his ears with his paws. "stop! it has to stop, right now."
Charlie and James, Chapter 12 - More than Time, Part 4 of 4
After breakfast, james takes the keys to the chevelle and leaves to pass out his resume at a few of the local rehab clinics. the thought makes me smirk. the clinics in this city have no idea what they're doing. what a scam.
Embrace me
We'd stopped in front of a white chevelle that was parked next to where jack had parked. "yes, i thought the weather would be nicer tonight."
Of Rivals And Romantics (A1, B11, C34)
I know you were fond of your father's chevelle. it was an impressive machine when your friend finished with it." reno tilted his head. reinhardt smiled. "yes, i know you told a human being about our kind.
On Leave
In a covered parking spot was my baby, a 1970 chevelle ss-454. i had spent my entire summer break after my junior year of high school rebuilding her with my dad. her black body complemented by two white racing stripes called to me.
Alakazam 4 - Trick or Treat
Alakazam - trick or treat aside from the red stripe cutting across the paintwork of hank's chevrolet chevelle, the car was as black as a panther.
Three Furs, One House
Out of the corner of my eye, i caught a glimpse of the 1970 ls6 chevelle that belonged to james. that meant that they were here too. i couldn't help but smile as i reached out a paw to take a hold of the door handle, and gave it a swift tug.
The Price of Freedom (A2,B3,C10)
They appeared down by reno's chevelle. karla opened the door and wiggled into the back. "i'm smaller and you're the hero, evan, so you can have shotgun this time." she reached for a lap belt but couldn't find one "no seatbelts back here, huh?
Lanny and Mugsy
Her name was sarah and she was a 1969 chevy chevelle with a 350 big block v8. glossy black paintjob, flawless detail, i had restored and maintained her myself since i bought her back in south carolina.