by waaytoomuchintothis » Sat Nov 17, 2012 4:00 pm
It was so accessible back then. If you wanted to go to the drags with a car, it didn't require mortgaging a house to do it. You went to a junk yard (every town had one that everybody knew was the place to go for lightweight older bodies). You either built or bought an engine and drive train, got the frame together (every town had a Maw & Paw's Welding Shop), and painted it yourself. You could either splurge and buy fancy lettering, or get a sign painter to do it for advertising his own shop on the car. Put that heap on a trailer and go haaaaulass. I'm still furious that insurance companies, lawyers, and corporate greed made it impossible for kids of my boys' generation to play with the marvelous toys that we built.