Originally Posted by
GhostHawk
My best friend in the years after High School had a 70 Cuda with a 340 and a 6 pack.
There was only one other car in the county that could maybe take it.
It was a GTO with a 440. Best of 3 we'd win one, he'd win one, and in the middle of the third he would blow his tranny and be out of commission for 3-6 months while he earned enough to fix it.
I can not imagine needing or wanting more than that.
BTW common thing was sunday afternoon quarter mile races for cases of beer. Tis a wonder any of us lived.
And 3 months before we turned 21 and could drink legally, Minnesota changed the drinking age to 18.
I tried real hard to get my buddy to spend the night with me, or just park it and sleep it off. But no, he had to try to make the 8 miles home. 6 miles of blacktop was no sweat but he rolled it on the gravel, put it into the ditch upside down. Totaled the Cuda. He tried to save the engine but it was never the same after that.