First car was a 65 Plymouth fury II, 361 cid 55 in first 115 in second and the speedo did not go far enuf for 3rd. I floated the valves almost every time I took off in it before shifting to the next gear. Ya I got a few tickets (when they could catch me), and I ran open exhaust. I would go to small towns, run up and down the street in front of the local PD until they would come out and chase me. (I may have been a bad boy) If/when they crashed out I would stop and make sure they got out of their squad car.
I remember saying "if gas goes over 49 cents a gallon, I'll never buy another drop" I do hate eating my words, but you cannot go without fuel. I did for a while run the drips, some of you may know what drip gas is, just know that it may have a lot of water with it.
3.2 beer, we killed that just a few years ago, but it was here in the 70's, drink a case go pee and drink another case. No wonder we turned to weed!