I'm reliving it with my 1958 Impala. It's too damn cool with the Ronettes playing with a great sound system!
Tell your stories. Life is beyond politics.
I could hope for satisfaction, thank you Mick Jager.
77 F250. The ultra rare Jade green factory color/interior. Built 460/C6/Dana60 Brutal machine. Won most backroad races. Lost one badly (Trans Am). Had a V8 Vega eat my lunch at OCIR on a Cali trip too. That one I got over. The TA I never did. Pilot error. But it was the 80s and the music was anything from Hall and Oates to Human League to Iron Maiden and Anthrax.
I'm reliving it with my 1958 Impala.
Use your illusion/ I am envious. You could do a lot worse/ Even rapper 50¢ rides the old cars he has a few
Ah, my misspent, wasted youth. I miss every last moment of it.
Didn’t drag race anyone in my 76’ Camaro but she sure did barrel down the country roads like a race car and I loved the feeling. What a time when we had that first taste of freedom (license to drive)going into the city, hanging out on the lake, and then summer nights cruising out to wherever the traveling carnivals were while cranking up the volume to Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, AC/DC, or whatever rock and roll was in the tape deck on a given night.
Never did any of that stuff. Tended to hang-out with my family. My brother and I cruised the Severn River in the Summer, tho’. Dad had a 14’ ski boat; we had a small plywood rowboat with an outboard, and I had a sailing dingy.
From ‘67 to ummm ‘71 it was a brand new Mustang convertible 289. Top down, wide ovals on after market mags, Addco sway bars and Koni shocks, Beach Boys on the radio but real Country Western was also on a lot.
No console so my girlfriend made a pillow so she cold snuggle up while we cruised.
A lot of times we’d head from Pittsburgh to West Virginia just for the heckuvit.
Drag raced? YOU BETCHA! We’d head over to the Avalon Eat ‘n’ Park on California Avenue and meet up with “The Arranger” who would set you up against a similar car.
Won some, lost some but always cool!
1978 Cougar XR7. Dexter Gordon and John Coltrane playing on a Pioneer cassette player.
57 Chevrolet Belair with older teenager sibling. MU-Columbia Tigers 1958-59, E. Broadway, S. 9th St., Conley St.; A&W, drive-in theaters. Eddie Cochran — Summertime Blues. Playmates — Beep Beep (The Little Nash Rambler). Sheb Wooley — The Purple People Eater. Diamonds — The Stroll. Johnny and the Hurricanes — Red River Rock. Ray Anthony — Peter Gunn Theme. Preston Epps — Bongo Rock. Hula hoop to the music. Creature features, including the Blob, at the drive-in theater. $200 for the kid who found the needle in the haystack in front of the movie screen.
1964 Pontiac GTO with classmate.
1965 Ford Galaxy with classmate, 8-track tape deck, homemade box speakers in the trunk.
1967 Chevelle Malibu.
KXOK radio, 8-Track Tape deck. CCR, Rolling Stones, Argent - Hold Your Head Up, The Who...waited for the atmospherics to be right to listen to the long version of Iron Butterfly — Inna Gadda Da Vida to play from the radio stations in Chicago or Little Rock, too many songs to list.
Small town Illinois, 1964-1970, main streets and around the Dairy Queen to do the loop.
1975, 2nd Street in El Cajon, CA. 1962 Chevrolet C Series Stepside P/U with the straight six and three-on-the-tree. Cruised to Merle Haggard on the 8-track.
Didn’t really drag race, but....
There were some really quiet early Sunday mornings just after dawn taking the back county roads instead of the state highways on the way to the airbase, and there were virtually no other traffic or people to be seen for about eighty miles or more, except for that dang cropduster. Since there was no one around to get in the way, it was an opportunity to open the throttle and race down these country roads at 80 mph, 100 mph, and faster for miles on end. But there were a number of these mornings when a cropduster came tumbling out of the sky and would zoom right over the top of the car. First from one direction, and then from another direction. After the first few days the pilot got to waggling his wings and seemed to be looking for an opportunity to pace the car.....
1984 Camaro, feathered roach clip hanging from the mirror and cranking “Running With The Devil”...fun times....Reagan was President too!!!!
It was 1979. The disco era was in full swing. I had a red 1970 Ford Torino 500 with a well-modded 302. I listened to Styx and Kansas and Meatloaf, but there was also a lot of Bee Gees and Donna Summer on the radio in those days. I raced everyone and beat most of them. Worst defeat ever was to a Javelin that turned out to be an AMX. Ouch. Beat by an American Motors car, creator of the Pacer. But, it was the end of the 70s and girls were easy, so I had a lot of great memories in that car.
1961 Biscayne...it was a boat. And, could haul seven friends while we looked for an assist to buy some beer (even ‘low’ beer...3.2%). The music was anything from Del Shannon (Runaway) to Aretha Franklin to Three Do Night and CCR. Toss in a little classic country and we were right in the middle of a ‘good time’...
Surprised we survived some of it, actually. But, wouldn’t change a minute.
68 AMX 390 automatic v 65 GTO The White Album : AMX prevailed while my guitar gently wept!
8 Mile Road in Detroit, 1977, in my mom’s 1968 Camaro, listening to Gary Wright’s Dream Weaver and talking on the CB radio (Channel 5.)
How did so much go so wrong in just 50 years?
1954 Austin Healey 100-4 while listening to the Stones,Beach Boys, Beatles, Who, Dave Clark 5, Ronettes and too many to mention. Those REALLY were the days.( $.15 cent burgers)