Rants and Raves
SCOTT MOSHER
The mild styling enhancements of the SS make this a sleeper, but the looks are about all I like. The seats swallow me like a Lazy Boy; they're about as sporty as those in a dated American luxury car.
Yeah, it has 390 horsepower, but throwing it down via the rear wheels was scary on a wet freeway on-ramp. I was barely pressing the gas pedal and lost grip without much hint of it doing so. The steering wheel is skinny with a gigantic diameter and the tranny is a four-speed automatic with such tall gears they might as well have used a three-speed.
Yuck, I'm stuck in 1984. Give me a Jeep Grand Cherokee SRT8.
ERIK JOHSON
I have an incredibly irrational love for this truck. Sloppy steering and brakes, the heft and tottering feeling that comes along with driving a high-riding SUV, and perhaps the crappiest interior left in a GM vehicle do nothing to dissuade me from wanting to honk on this thing all the time. The LS2 is loud, obnoxious, and awesome. Passing people requires nothing more than a snap judgment from the sinister half of your brain and you're off. The looks are spot-on, too, with smoothed-over fascias, huge silver intakes up front, and white SS badges. The simplicity of the TrailBlazer SS's exterior mirrors the simplicity of its mission: To go fast as balls and to look good while doing it.
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