OK one more.
My friend saved up $300.
His mom let him buy a ‘64 Belvedere. V8, I recall.
We were about 13 years old.
His family lived on a dead end street.
We would drive it after school, up and down the street.
It’s the best memory of my childhood.
[[His family lived on a dead end street.
We would drive it after school, up and down the street.]]
We had a large field that we .earned to drive in, which we tore up from one end to the other- it taught us valuable skills for correcting slides, spinning out, how,to handle a fishtailing car, doing burnouts lol. We were lucky and lived in the boonies where we could drive the roads and not get caught.
The roads were covered in our burnout marks.
I went to pick my brother up from driver’s Ed, and I thought I’d show off, and did a burnout out of the parking lot... bad move... cops were just coming around the corner right as I did it. Felt about 2 inches tall lol.