Well, I'm 20, and I wish I could have been there, that's for sure.

I drive a '70 Nova, and inherently spend a lot of time talking with people that where big into cars when mine was still under warranty. Look at what "drag racing" is now, for the majority of teenagers at least. You sit in a dimly-lit parking lot until 2 in the morning waiting for a race. You find a potential race, and all hell breaks loose about popping your hood, giving the other guy X car lengths because he's running 'street tires', getting into heated arguments (saw a gun pulled once ). And for what? To race some poorly tuned, ~120 horsepower, mid-15 second 4-banger with a gigantic muffler for a poorly-measured 1,320 feet and risk getting your car towed away by local cops with nothing better to do? I think not.

I drive the car I do because I love it. It, and the type of racing that where endorsed during it's time mean a lot to me, and I wish to God that I couldve been there. I guess it's not in the deck, but it doesn't mean I can't own a piece of that history, and live it to the extent that I can.

I respect a fast car, but like paper said, so much of this new stuff is computer controlled, dyno tuned, yadda yadda. One of my buddies is talking about getting a $350 dyno tune, driving 100 miles to do so. I use a flat-head screwdriver. To me, driving an old muscle car just represents a dieing breed that I'm proud to at least want to be a part of.

So for those of you that were there for it, I envy you.
For those of you that are my age wishing you were there for it, join the team. Let's do what we can to honor the sport as it was intended to be, and set a good example doing it.

Great post, pieceofpaper. good to see like-minded young people that love the sport as much as I do.