History is a crucible filled with curiosity. I find it fascinating experts, sometimes centuries removed, confidently interpret history with crystal clear vision while peering through a cloudy lens at the very factors that shaped that history. The Pontiac Trans AM is a perfect illustration. Born as a cousin to the Camaro, no one at Pontiac or anyone else in the universe for that matter had a hint that the Firebird’s beefier brother, the Trans AM, would scale the Muscle Car mountain to stand with the greatest of all-time. As absurd as it sounds, the Trans AM came within a whisker of being a victim of automotive amnesia.