playing in the back of a Z, was always a cross betwn sexual athletics and self abuse...I got to drive a ‘69 Camaro (I believe) one summer with a big honking engine, Hearst shifter, all the goodies.
The owner was out in western Kansas somewhere. His, uh, girlfriend and I drove the wheels off that thing.
Lots of fun but a small back seat.
Why would you know anything about the back seat?
playing in the back of a Z, was always a cross betwn sexual athletics and self abuse...