What’s better after a night barhopping than an impromptu car race on the rain-slick city streets? Why, doing so before seat-belt laws! -- Deathshead419
There was a time which had much more freedom, compared to the modern day. Less freedom when compared to certain other times. Like, say, the paleolithic era. But those had their own caveats. Rampant disease, early death, that sort of thing. But in this era, the age of rock and roll, or the sock hop, there was a freedom that few had ever known. Wealth and prosperity. Opportunity in abundance.
Late night bars on the corners, and cars with the tops left down that were ludicrously easy for the misspending youth to steal.
The cars were faster than they'd ever been. Louder and frightening on the turns. Perfect for making your girl cling to you in squealing terror. And racing another guy in a different stolen car? Nothing better. Heck, even the cops were asleep at this time of night. You could skid and rev, and see how fast the latest tonnage of pure steel beast could go.
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