Your teen age cruisin' hang outs

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As a teen, Gratiot Avenue was our closest option. These days we choose to go to Woodward Avenue.

Now your talkin! That and Telegraph made us the motor city madhouse. Sveden house parking lot held up to 700 cars and every saturday night would fill up. Every hot rod and work in progress tryin to walk the walk. $20 in gas and you could run all night. Everything from Moms car with a hole in the muffler to full boogie strip machines with no business being on the street. Me and my 2 best buds would run with our CB radios on. If he got beat I would try them and if they beat me they could try my other hotrod buddy. Few survived the trifecta! Mid 70's, good days.