Back in 8th grade (1969) I had a crush on a 7th grade blonde "tomboy". About 8 yeats later, I finally got the nerve to ask her out. Took her to Fremont Raceway with my '65 four door Valiant bracket racer in tow. She helped me swap the tow tires for the ten inch slicks! A former high school classmate was asking where I found such an attractive pit crew member. The good night kiss was not half bed either.