"Old Guns?" Or the "Unforgiven"?
Same goes for me also cudaspaz. I too remember growing up and a couple of my brothers freinds coming over to the house driving in a 1970 Challenger and '68-69 Chevelle. I remember the most is I'd be down the road at a nieghbor kids house hangin' out,and my brothers freind that had the Challenger drove by heading to my house.....I said see ya' later to the neighbor kid and beelined it home just to look and drool=P~ over his car. The neighbor beside me had new black Volarie Roadrunner also and that was sweet looking too.
yeah my oldest Brother was a drummer and always had bands at the house practicing.
Most of the band members drove muscle cars.
I think my Brother hosted about 10 of his friend's graduation parties in our back yard throughout his highscool years so they could party and enjoy the live band.
I can remember one guitar player had a black 69 charger 440 4 speed, very fast.
Another guitarist had a 67 sting ray with a custom white paint job with different colored sparklies in the clear.
Bass player had a buick Wildcat.
When I was 9 y.o our Crazy neighbors had a 70 road runner, half orange, half primer, and the owner was a psychopath who with the aid of his other nut ball friends shot the neighborhood up with a 22 rifle hanging out of the pass side of the road runner.
I heard the commotion while they were shooting at our neighbors house so I had a black hotwheels van with flames on it, who did not have this one?, and I went outside and chucked it at their car and just missed the shooter so he shot at me and the bullet went right past my ear and hit the brick house behind me.
They took off, but the only thing I could remember was the sound of that 383 winding up as they burned rubber up the street.
The investigator who questioned me had a multi colored volare/roadrunner super couple.-bad ***.
Yeah it seemed that most of the nut cases in the area drove big block B-body mopars, and we sure had quite a few of them in my neighborhood.
One guy had a 71 satellite in plum crazy purple with a pretty stout 318, but they were nice guys and babied the car.
As far as the psycho guys that shot the neighborhood up...they got out of it on a technicality somehow, and years later, after they settled down a bit, I actually rode in that car with the guys that shot at me as a kid.8)