Not Ranked
One Saturday when I was 13 and my dad was full of beer, I talked him into buying me an old 41 Ford coupe for $35.00. He asked me if I could drive it home (about two blocks) and I said no problem. My 10 year old brother and I jumped into the car and drove the old Ford directly to the gas station, put $2 bucks worth of gas in it and cruised around town (Burbank ,Ca.) for two hours.
Luckily for me, I never saw a cop and most importantly didn't crash the thing, so life was golden on that day in time....1955.
By the way my dad had a 55 Buick Century..man that thing sure could peal rubber.
Bill
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