[dinger]

Originally Posted by brickyardboy

I'll start it off with this little ditty. It's an old drawing, but seems to fit the bill:

Holy Cow! it looks like me, if my 36 were a 3 window I'd be there! Cool pics, guys, I got to show this one to my wife. All of you, great work, I love this part of our forum. And it's all ART! no matter the format, don't let the jerks discourage anyone.

[brickyardboy]

Originally Posted by dinger

Holy Cow! it looks like me, if my 36 were a 3 window I'd be there! Cool pics, guys, I got to show this one to my wife. All of you, great work, I love this part of our forum. And it's all ART! no matter the format, don't let the jerks discourage anyone.

LOL. That's a friend of mine and his '36 coupe.

[lincoln highway jony]

The topic this month brings me back to High School Days when A person would Rubber Neck in their mirrors or over their shoulders in search of the law enforcement when hauling brew. Fridays .... Get the rod ready for cruising hitting the strip and finding the best parties. If you wanted to get wild,then leave the steady home and hunt some new talent. Friday night was cruise and party and don"t get caught. And of course take on a few Rat races for bucks between stop lights. Saturdays where Drag races at the strip at noon and cruising with the steady at night, hitting the hot spots and bragging about your races and of course PARTYING.... Sunday was being woke up by the Old Man to go to church.and hoping God would forgive you for the weekend. God I miss those days.

[brickyardboy]

Ahh, yes - those were some good times indeed! Everything seemed so plain and simple back then, innocent compared to today's complicated world.

[StudebakerMatt]

Originally Posted by brickyardboy

Ahh, yes - those were some good times indeed! Everything seemed so plain and simple back then, innocent compared to today's complicated world.

Amen Brother.

[dinger]

Originally Posted by lincoln highway jony

The topic this month brings me back to High School Days when A person would Rubber Neck in their mirrors or over their shoulders in search of the law enforcement when hauling brew. Fridays .... Get the rod ready for cruising hitting the strip and finding the best parties. If you wanted to get wild,then leave the steady home and hunt some new talent. Friday night was cruise and party and don"t get caught. And of course take on a few Rat races for bucks between stop lights. Saturdays where Drag races at the strip at noon and cruising with the steady at night, hitting the hot spots and bragging about your races and of course PARTYING.... Sunday was being woke up by the Old Man to go to church.and hoping God would forgive you for the weekend. God I miss those days.

That describes a good weekend for me to a Tee! I tried to come up with a good reason to leave the steady at home about once a month and roll with the buddies, it took a serious reason to escape tho. Sunday morning the old man would grab a handful of toes and squeeze, I'd come up swinging but wide awake and .o.ed. Time to get ready for church. Good memories, thanks for the flashback! Dan

[Job~Rated]

No better way to haul 'shine than in a hot little pick 'em up truck...