Thread: Funny things we did with our hotrods in early 60's

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All Good storys guys!
Here's another;
1959 There was new hangout built on sw27ave about a block south of Coralway,Miami fl. called Golden Point,so we had to kind of clam it before some other highschool by hanging there,even though our reguler place Paily's Big Wheel was only a few block to the west. Turns out there was new cop who also started stopping there for his brake,but would give us hotrodders a ticket if he could find anything he thought wrong, even dim tail lights=he was a ass vs most of the cops were pretty cool guys. So he comes in one nite and parked his cop car behind the Point,cuz we had all the front parking filled up,and he starts bitchen at one of the guys who happen to be taking up two spots out front with his just that day new painted 40Ford Coupe. So I took a few toothpicks from the counter and went around back to the cop car,knowing he be bizz being a ass for some time,put 4 toothpicks into the cop cars tire valve stems so the air would slowly go out. Came back around unnotist and told the guys its time to go back to BIG WHEEL. We all left. I would of loved to hear the cop calling for motor pool help for 4 tires after he found all flat,but it was not wizs to stick around you know! I did take notice that butthead cop didn't take his brakes at Golden Point anymore!
There is two more storys about the same butthead cop,I could write up if ya like it.

My first car was a 1965 Corvair, turbocharged 180HP. I used to do the backfire thing until the night I kept the key off too long and when I turned it back on, it shot the muffler straight back into the car following me. Cost me over $200 that night to fix his car.