Back when unleaded gasoline was the norm, there were intersections in New York City where the lead concentration on the ground was higher than would be expected near a lead smelter.
Yah, if you made it through the 40's, 50's, 60's while spending much time in a car, your're good to go now.
As an aside, this station was in an inner city neighborhood, and the owner of the station had an ‘attack dog’ to protect the place. The dog was trained to respond to the word “hit”. One time a customer became violent and threatening, and the owner told the dog to “hit”. The dog ran over and pee’ed on the customer's leg. It worked though. The guy just left.