Posted on 11/03/2014 11:45:09 PM PST by A Navy Vet
The Scotchman was a drive-thru restaurant (can’t remember if the car hops had skates, I kind of think they did) at 49th & Federal Blvd. in Denver; it was THE place to be and cruise if you had a nice car in 1960s-70s Denver; young men would drive up and down Federal shouting encouragement to the sexy young women hanging out in their cars in places like the Scotchman, the parking lots of Der Wienerschnitzel, Burger King, Burger Chef etc.; then, it was time to cruise downtown to 16th Street, which was more cosmopolitan in that all the young people from Denver, not just the north side, hung out there. Later, it was time to take your date or cruise with the boys to drink some beer at Red Rocks, Tunnel 1 on US 6, O’Fallon Park or some other out of the way place before going home about 1 AM; ah, those were the days!
(Thanks to whoever I stole this pic off the internet from)
But I did have a nice '67 Mustang convertible at 17 and kept a Jan & Dean cassette in the player.
460/C6/Dana: NICE!!
My favorite was the '56 T-Bird with a '68 Judge engine and transmission (did liked to tinker). My favorite stoplight machine was a Gremlin-X. It had been re-painted and we never put the 'X' trim back on it ;).
:)
1953 Chevrolet with a self-installed floor shifter. Baby blue and white. Gave $140 for it and had to borrow that. Radio worked most of the time and it was tuned to 790 AM WAKY during the day. Cruised back and forth between Frisch’s and Jerry’s at night hoping to get lucky or at least acquire passengers to help buy gas. Oldies weren’t old then but I still like them now that they are. Great times even though I didn’t have a pot to pee in. I had my old 53 Chevy until the Navy took me away in 1968. Let my brother have it and never saw it again.
1972 Ford Pinto with Black Sabbath on the 8-Track, cruising the local Hardee’s. There would be dozens of cars in the parking lot and the outside tables crowded with teenagers, and nobody inside. Management would call the cops occasionally to clear the parking lot, but we always came back.
The Berlin Turnpike in my own Ambassador station wagon. Laugh...I also had a Citation X11.
I went trolling for trouble in my 1968 Mustang coupe. 289, 4 speed fully built engine. Ran 13.5 in the quarter mile. The Quadraphonic 8 track played Grand Funk and BOC. Pueblo, Colorado. 1971.
Late 70’s. 69 Chevelle SS. Cruised 39th street in Oklahoma City.
the Boyfriend had a Red Camaro with black rally stripes. He raced it back when the stocks lanes were filled with young men and old wealthy guys. The seawall, Nahant and racing on the ?Medway? perhaps? The Donut on Rt One and Rileys Roast Beef.
You were riding my baby brother’s bike?
That means you must have cruised through the McD’s in Newington...
Saw Archie and the Drells at the Bamboo Hut on Galveston beach in 1967. They sang “Tighten Up” about 20 times. Archie sang the limited lyrics, the Drells danced ala The Temptations, and the instrumental (best part of the cut) was provided by the TSU Toronados.
‘69 Camaro (rust bucket), late 70’s, cruising Woodward Ave. in the burbs of Detroit from 10 Mile Road to 14 Mile Road listening to Boston, Kansas, Bob Seger, Ted Nugent and many others.
Guilty as charged. 69 Mercury Cyclone with a 351 Cleveland engine listening to The Who on 8 track. Hangout was the Red Barn on St. Barnabas Rd. in Marlow Heights Maryland. I would burn through a tank of Sunoco 101 octane gas every weekend. Of course it was only 27 cents a gallon then.
My mom had a 65 Galaxie 500. Great car...V8 engine...one day my dad had it past 100 mph (on an stretch of highway that was unopened in Pennsylvania, we were going to my grandparents house.)
...or he was riding mine! :-)
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