Thread: Funny things we did with our hotrods in early 60's

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Just funny stuff we did wayback,what did you do?;
Back in the very early 60's,@ Hot Shoppies,Miami Fl.{it was a car hop hang out,with our hotrods,a kind of meeting place on weekends for our CC,so after too many hambrugers and FF plus a shake ect.,we'd get bored and think up a contest or two,this one time it was to see who would find the biggists most stained pair of granny panities hanging on a line in a yard /steal them and bring them back for compairion ,then we ran winning pair up the flagpole{ how most of these ended with something up the pole,always woundered why we got tosted out of the place so much.? You,know one nite it was most broken up bike,another nite it was biggist landcrab,ect. We hung at other places too like The Big Wheel,Pizza Places,A&W,Pizza Padio,but only HotShoppie had a flagpole!

LOL Bat, sounds like fun mischief! We used to see who could get their vehecle most airborn, "Dukes of Hazzard" style!

Yup LOL,but south Florida is a bit flat,so there was only a few places around Miami that we even had any change of that,one we called Trillhill,it was a small fairly short road in Coconut Grove,it came down off of Silver Bluff from Tiger Tail to Bayshore Dr. were it "T" in ,it had a 30ft drop in about 75 ft. of road,but not much stopping road left after hitting bottom,some real holy crap times,cuz Bayshore was fairly well traveled. It's gone now becaues city bulldozed down to even sloap from start at Tiger Tail to were it meets Bay Shore,you know for our safety or something like that!

You mentioned A&W.. I had relocated the windshield washer nozzles to the grille of my Mustang and I would time it so that I could park right at the carhop station... then when they were picking up their orders... I'd press down on the pedal and end up being tossed out for harrassing the staff.. but we thought it was a riot!

We also had a set of elevated railroad tracks.. Dukes of who??? HAH!! We would have contests for most height or most distance.. That poor Mustang lost more exhaust pipes and ball joints didn't last a damn either.. doors didn't open/close to good after one really "good" night.


AHHHhhhh the good ol' days!

So when did you guys get the idea of puting the washer jets over the rear tires to do the
" Burnout " ? Was that 60s era?

Never heard of using the washer for the back tires.. but then I didn't need to wet the tires to light'em up! rofl..

One of my old club mates put some extra washer nozzles on the rear fenders of his 39 sedan,,so everyone who walked past got their legs wet..You eventually learned to not walk past the back of his car..
I do remember some years back,,some of the guys at a rodrun,,sitting on the beach,,four of them,,wearing black painted top hats,they had made,,and holding score cards up,as the women/girls walked by..(some of which were not part of the rod run).Incidentally,,the score cards were numbered 1 to 7..so the number 0ne was used often.. No wonder we weren't allowed back there..

Had a 50 olds coupe that we road around in all the time.. Wipers were vac. but didn't work. If it rained while we were out someone had to lay on the floor and move the wiper arms.. (Before rain X )

Originally Posted by t-top havoc

So when did you guys get the idea of puting the washer jets over the rear tires to do the
" Burnout " ? Was that 60s era?

mid 70`s for me when i built my first V8 pinto .. have one on the mustang even as we speak ...

All of our airborn trials took place way out on a country road with this absolutely rediculous sloped ramp at a very steep angle up to the top of the railroad crossing and then straight back down too. You could really get some air, my friends dad kept lamenting on how cheap his new pickup from toyota must have been built, as the suspension was shot in under a year!

Ok I’ll jump in with a couple stories. I had a 1957 Corvette – 283 with a big quad and an all around fun car. It was pretty fast for the day and boy could it fry the tires – they were fairly skinny 15 inchers as I recall “7.50 x 15” blackwalls from the local Standard gas station. One night my buddy asked me, “Have you ever done a bleach burnout?” to which I replied, “No.” So it was off to the local grocery for a gallon of Clorox. Never having done a bleach burnout, we were both somewhat ignorant as to what the correct amount of bleach per tire was so we evenly divided the entire gallon of bleach in two nice pools – one in front of each rear tire. Well I rapped that little 283 up till the lifters clattered and dumped the clutch and man did those tires scream! While I never saw such, several of my friends swore the two molten strips of rubber were on fire. I do remember huge globs of melted tire stuck on the rear fenders and that the tires were ruined. Those two burnout marks stayed on that street for a long time.

On another occasion, my buddy says, “If you turn the key off while you’re going downhill and pump the gas, your car will backfire really loud when you turn the key back on.” Again, I followed advice from a peer that I should have ignored and we proceeded to get the Corvette up to about 60 on a downhill grade at which time I switched off the ignition and pumped the gas several times and turned the key back on. A backfire would be a vast understatement as it was more akin to a bomb and the car became noticeably louder. It was dark outside and I distinctly remember seeing two red hot images in my mirror which I can only surmise were once the cores of my Smithy’s.

I would not recommend either of the above activities. As I recall, there may have been alcohol involved and I’m pretty sure the new tires and mufflers were far more expensive than the enjoyment received as my father made sure I alone paid for maintenance on this car.

But after all - i was 16!!

Regards All,
Glenn

Glenn has jogged my memory with the backfire story.. Leaving the downtown area of New Bedford is a down hill stretch of 4 or 5 blocks. My buddy had a 64 Impala, I6, we would do the same thing, kill the ignition and tap the pedal a couple times then hit the ignition back on and POW! Watch all the ol' ladies jump and we'd howl like 10 year olds.... had the same results too. Blew that muffler wide open!

Originally Posted by 34_40

Glenn has jogged my memory with the backfire story.. Leaving the downtown area of New Bedford is a down hill stretch of 4 or 5 blocks. My buddy had a 64 Impala, I6, we would do the same thing, kill the ignition and tap the pedal a couple times then hit the ignition back on and POW! Watch all the ol' ladies jump and we'd howl like 10 year olds.... had the same results too. Blew that muffler wide open!

Yep . . . me too . . . been there, done that!

Originally Posted by 34_40

Glenn has jogged my memory with the backfire story.. Leaving the downtown area of New Bedford is a down hill stretch of 4 or 5 blocks. My buddy had a 64 Impala, I6, we would do the same thing, kill the ignition and tap the pedal a couple times then hit the ignition back on and POW! Watch all the ol' ladies jump and we'd howl like 10 year olds.... had the same results too. Blew that muffler wide open!

ROFLMAO
I was riding my 10speed one night & a couple guys in a Jeep fly by, the there was a flash // bang-- scared the dog p outa me!!
When a minute passed & I realized what happened, I laughed at my own @$$!!

All Good storys guys!
Here's another;
1959 There was new hangout built on sw27ave about a block south of Coralway,Miami fl. called Golden Point,so we had to kind of clam it before some other highschool by hanging there,even though our reguler place Paily's Big Wheel was only a few block to the west. Turns out there was new cop who also started stopping there for his brake,but would give us hotrodders a ticket if he could find anything he thought wrong, even dim tail lights=he was a ass vs most of the cops were pretty cool guys. So he comes in one nite and parked his cop car behind the Point,cuz we had all the front parking filled up,and he starts bitchen at one of the guys who happen to be taking up two spots out front with his just that day new painted 40Ford Coupe. So I took a few toothpicks from the counter and went around back to the cop car,knowing he be bizz being a ass for some time,put 4 toothpicks into the cop cars tire valve stems so the air would slowly go out. Came back around unnotist and told the guys its time to go back to BIG WHEEL. We all left. I would of loved to hear the cop calling for motor pool help for 4 tires after he found all flat,but it was not wizs to stick around you know! I did take notice that butthead cop didn't take his brakes at Golden Point anymore!
There is two more storys about the same butthead cop,I could write up if ya like it.