Your Earliest Fast Car Experiences?

Was 10 years old, brother took me for a spin on 290 inbound to Chicago. Cold fall morning. He says, "top down...heat up". Hop in his beast of a 65 Buick GS, big block, 4spd, rag top, red on red. Hammers it on the on-ramp, sideways in 1st, hammers into 2nd fishtails, hammers in 3rd, fishtails, slams it into 4th and winds it out. No idea how fast we were going, but the howling big block, frying tires, wind blowing over me and my brother's grin as he glanced over at me after getting off the loud pedal is an experience I'll never forget. He later sold the GS to our cousin who wrapped it around a tree 3 days after buying it. Bro was sick about it.

I was hooked on muscle cars from that day on.