Yeah my dad was a motorhead too back in the day. Recently he showed me pictures of when he was 22 years old with his 64 Belvadier with a 464(?), crossram, racemaster slicks, etc etc, yanking it out for a new motor. He showed me a timeslip of 10.8's at Island, which was pretty cool too.

He wants me and him to go half on an old Mopar, but thats just not me.

my stepdad got me into it. i remember going for rides in his 67 chevelle SS. i would gap spark plugs and help him as a kid. he also lived on a farm so dirtbikes and quads were always around too. so pretty much as far back as i can remember i learned to have fun with anything motorized. i got my first car when i was 15, a 71 nova. i would invite friends over after school and do burnouts in the street for them, and go for late night cruises. it was real bad, looking back, but one hell of a time. then i bought my 72 chevelle, beat the piss out of it thinking that it was a racecar, (i just got my liscense) and sold it to some guy with a knocking motor and a slipping trans. somewhere in between those cars i had a impala with a 400 in it. pulled that, and started building the 400, with plans going in the chevelle, but sold it. then bought my camaro and put the 400 in it, or atleast the block and crank. i had a lot of daily drivers in between too. alot of my friend had cars and was always in competition