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I really didn't intend to piss in anybody's Cheerios.

I was in my senior year of high school in 1970 and drove the typical 57 chevy. We had an open campus which meant we could come and go as classes permitted. The guys who left campus with their cars had a special lot behind the school and a circular alley/drive past the front of the school out to the main road. It was a favorite ritual to see who could burn 'em the furthest and in how many gears right past the school. If you were caught it was an automatic 3 day suspension so we got pretty good at not being caught. They finally installed speed bumps every couple hundred feet or so to try to curb the hot roding. One afternoon I had a particularly good burn out going and didn't let up for one of the speed bumps. After crossing the bump, the clutch, tail housing of the tranny, drive line and front yoke of the rear end all hit the ground. No denying this one. The Dean of boys came running out and just laughed. I still got the 3 day suspension. It gave me time to fix my car.