The year is 1977 my brother is 17 and Im 16. There were still a ton of 60s iron running the streets as daily drivers. My brother comes home with his first car a 69 396-375 chevelle ss 4-speed in forest green, headers, fireball 3/4 race cam(what the hell did 3/4 mean?) big holley DFDP. And off to school we went, didn't take long for the high school talk it up, whos got the fastest car in the lot to begin. When one afternoon from school we hook up with a worked over 302 boss mustang on a two lane stop light to stop light race on the avenue. Its funny thinking back these guys were not very friendly either. The two cars did not stage at the light although he was one car behind us, when the car along side us turned off he pulled next to us, even as a passenger my adrenaline was pumping. They were rolling these cars at 5mph, the windows down talking smack through the windows, and away we go, he's rowing through the gears and we are picking up a fender length with every gear change, it was closer than I thought it would be, which made it very cool. Those cars back then seemed so damn fast to me, in reality maybe they were mid 13 second cruisers always traction deprived from a dead stop. I didn't relize it until many years later when I drove my 540 rag top camaro to 10.80s at 125 at the track.
The camaro obsession came from my high school buddie's original 69 rs z28, we tore it down in 79, and it still sitting in his garage today its bit rough but all there. Once your hooked on the body lines its all over, at least for me.
For all the guys that went to high school in the the 70s, it was incredible seeing all the chevys, mopars, and ford muscle on the streets all the time. Great Times!!
Rich
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