Ah, the good ole days, we sure had it tough. Had really forgotten some of those things, selective memory I guess.
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Ah, the good ole days, we sure had it tough. Had really forgotten some of those things, selective memory I guess.
Reminds me of one evening a buddy and I were sitting in the drive thru parking lot at the Oscars on Westminster Blvd. in Santa Ana a couple of blocks or so from I-5. I was driving my Dad's 64 Bird having just returned from Okinawa. We were chasing skirts and a lot of "hot cars" were making laps through the drive thru and many were running with a vacuum line unhooked for the whinny blower sound. Everyone one was having a pretty good time until this black, flamed 32 roadster running a blown 327 pulled through. The moment he appeared everyone turned 'em off and except for the whine of the blown 327 you could have heard a pin drop. The roadster was Tom McMullen"s and if memory serves me right he won AA/SR with it at the 65 Winternationals.
Well,down here,if we were lucky enough to outrun,or get ahead of the cops,it made no sense to douse the headlights at night,and then brake hard to turn into a driveway to escape,cos they would see ya brake lights...
2. If we were having problems with someone driving too close,,it was a good test for his/her braking reaction...And I think Pat covered the other one..sand bagging..:LOL:
i can say no to most all of them cept one time a lady did run me down and told me my tag had fallen off my car ...... the wire broke :rolleyes:
Did you ever hide your smokes in the glove box so your parents wouldn't know you smoked? :LOL:
(I guess I thought my folks had no sense of smell back then:whacked:)