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?

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 ...

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 )

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

Originally Posted by glennsexton

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.
Regards All,
Glenn

I used to do that in Lissie Prairie, when the ducks and geese were everywhere and it would make them rise up by the thousands, however, I was not as lucky as you, Glenn, I blew a head gasket. It didn't get louder but it sure ran differently hahahaha

Has anyone mentioned putting taters in the exhaust pipe, yet???? A good way to make an enemy real quick - - - that is IF you got caught - - - - and how about starting your Rod with it in gear? No wonder my Dad had ulcers and indigestion all the time !

I'll do the finish of those storys;
The butthead cop had given me two tickets for no fenders $10 then $20,one ticket for dim tail lights,it got tosted out by the court. And a ticket for no bumper $10 ,too say nothing of BS ones he gave most of the rest of our club. He did kind of wave the white flag by saying he'd desided to be nicer to all the kids,cuz he had the Christmiss feeling=made a point of telling us all together at The Big Wheel around Dec.1,this happened one day after some one put a hole paper bag of red ants and sand nest inside his car when he had been taking a pee in mens room. Latter he must of asked for a beat in some other part of town,we never saw him again after new years 1960.

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!