I’m proud to say I was a young man not of driving age yet but it was fun hanging with the uncles and cousins at the late night street races. My Dads 69 road runner was King back in those days.
My older brother and all his high school buddies in the mid 80s all had these cars.
There was a pic my mom had of the street lined with Chevelles, Camaros, Novas, my brother and his buddy had Dusters etc. I think one was a Road Runner too.
I kind of had my own thing. Especially when they got out of HS and the cars started getting headers and cams etc. Cars loud as fuck and getting rides in them blasting up and down the street.
I still remember my brother getting in trouble so my dad took his car keys away for a week. I got to ride to school in a hacking 340 Duster. That was 2nd grade for me and still have fond memories of it.