Got my first “performance award” going to pick my Dad up from work one night in his ‘74 Formula 400 Firebird doing 113 in a 40 mph zone. Evidently he (the cop) knew my Dad because he only wrote the ticket for 55 in a 40, AND Dad already knew I had gotten the ticket when I picked him up 15 minutes later. Lol!
I borrowed his ‘77 Trans Am (Thunder Chicken lol) to go on my honeymoon to the Chattanooga Choo Choo Hilton in ‘79. We went from Newnan to Chattanooga stopping twice for cigarettes & wine and we were checking in one & a half hours later. You better believe we were haulin’ ass! I literally passed everything on the road and never even saw one single cop all the way up and back to Newnan, only saw one in Tennessee while we were there. Nothing like being young thinking you’re 10 ft tall and bulletproof sipping champagne on the way home doing well over 100 mph, it’s a miracle I even saw my 21st birthday much less my 65th! Boy howdy I did some dumb **** back then.
I borrowed his ‘77 Trans Am (Thunder Chicken lol) to go on my honeymoon to the Chattanooga Choo Choo Hilton in ‘79. We went from Newnan to Chattanooga stopping twice for cigarettes & wine and we were checking in one & a half hours later. You better believe we were haulin’ ass! I literally passed everything on the road and never even saw one single cop all the way up and back to Newnan, only saw one in Tennessee while we were there. Nothing like being young thinking you’re 10 ft tall and bulletproof sipping champagne on the way home doing well over 100 mph, it’s a miracle I even saw my 21st birthday much less my 65th! Boy howdy I did some dumb **** back then.
