Abe, the oldest and had a drivers' license, bought a '58 Anglia - it was just a cheap used car back then - and we stuffed a power pack 283 corvette engine and 4 speed in it. Whicked piece of work, wouldn't go over 70mph but it'd pull the front tires until it hit 70!
We'd race at the dockyards up in Portland Maine and there was a hurtz GT350 Shelby that we'd clean its' clock regular on the weekends. We'd race that same damn car over and over and it was always driven by somebody different. That poor car went thru hell! I always felt sorry for the poor guy that bought it.
Those were good days, maybe 1966 or so.