This South American spot illustrates the sheer insanity of 1.6 liters of raw madness wedged between the bulging, straining framerails of GM's legendary T-platform. You're gonna need a smoke afterward, too, Broseph.
Oy vey. I had a girlfriend with a Chevette. She referred to it as "the 'Vette," which would always sucker someone to take a peek at it.
With considerable work and chassis tweaking, you can actually make a Chevette handle somewhat competently and almost make power sufficient unto its weight.