Don't even get me started . . . . .
Running to Pep Boys for parts
Trying to get the girl in the back seat
Buying beer in quarts for 40c
Calling in a song dedication to the radio station "This is for Billy and Angie, Shirley, who's really not mad at George, and all the kids in Mrs Tyson's fourth period English class"
Being on a first name basis with several junkyard owners
Dreading the 6 months state vehicle inspection
Reading each new Hot Rod magazine cover to cover
Buying running (but not perfect) cars for $25-$65
Getting a ticket for loud mufflers (Cops don't seem to care about that anymore)
Aggravating the Auto Shop Teacher
Pegged pants with pistol pockets, ducktail haircuts, Johnny Ray, Black and White milkshakes, engineer boots.
And on and on
My avatar is a '40 Coupe I had in High school, here is a '49 coupe and my '40 Mercury which I bought for $125.
I realize it sounds syrupy and overly nostalgic, but IMO those WERE the days. People had a much better sense of right and wrong, people helped each other over rough spots, we LOVED and were proud of our HighSchool! Drugs were only a whisper from way way away. Family meant something.
Sorry, warned you not to get me started <grin>
Henry