Did anybody get in trouble, when they were Teenagers?

[Hedge]

Right On Bro. I suppose one has to be sick and tired about being sick and tired to develop the willingness.Ask me how I know....well nevermind it's book long. Speed.[/quote
Speedy - If i'm reading you correctly your not alone!!

There are several of "us" here.

I was so fortunate to get sober young....I spent 15 years working in substance abuse treatment and HIV, some of it in the prisons. (I did some "commitment" work in the prisons as well ) Every time I left a HOC, I counted my blessings DOUBLE. My Higher Power's grace, for sure.

Funny you should talk about that kind of commitment. I took the same commitment at Bridgeport Correctional Center where I spent time! I also did a lot of work up at Sing Sing so I know what you mean when you say it's a nice feeling to go home after the meeting!

[sweatmachine]

My favorite childhood mischieve story involves me about 12 years old, plus a friend of mine, plus an anarchist cookbook. We looked through it, decided everything looked like too much work until we found the page on 'how to make napalm'. I won't go into that, but it's only 2 ingredients and we had both of them readily at hand......

long story short, our 'project' got away from us and we hauled ass, fire dept showed up, all hell broke loose, some trees were burned down, all as we watched from afar.

[Bonafide]

I was a street racer. Got my driver's license at 16 - lost it 6 months later. Got it back at 17 ... lost it 6 months later. Got it back at 18 ... learned how to outrun a Crown Vic. Also managed to ride horseback inside a few bars .. and made it out without being thrown, pulled off, or beaten.

When I interviewed with my dept, one of the questions they asked me was ... "what's the most illegal thing you've done ..." - I was quick to answer with "street racing - running from the cops." They all chuckled and asked, 'yeah, but how long ago was that?" ... "um ... last Friday night." - You'd a thought I'd farted .. that's how quiet it got. They hired me but with a condition that I quit street racing.

[rodburner]

I was a street racer. Got my driver's license at 16 - lost it 6 months later. Got it back at 17 ... lost it 6 months later. Got it back at 18 ... learned how to outrun a Crown Vic. Also managed to ride horseback inside a few bars .. and made it out without being thrown, pulled off, or beaten.

When I interviewed with my dept, one of the questions they asked me was ... "what's the most illegal thing you've done ..." - I was quick to answer with "street racing - running from the cops." They all chuckled and asked, 'yeah, but how long ago was that?" ... "um ... last Friday night." - You'd a thought I'd farted .. that's how quiet it got. They hired me but with a condition that I quit street racing.

Was that before or after you got the Cobra?

[Hedge]

My favorite childhood mischieve story involves me about 12 years old, plus a friend of mine, plus an anarchist cookbook. We looked through it, decided everything looked like too much work until we found the page on 'how to make napalm'. I won't go into that, but it's only 2 ingredients and we had both of them readily at hand......

long story short, our 'project' got away from us and we hauled ass, fire dept showed up, all hell broke loose, some trees were burned down, all as we watched from afar.

Ah - the Old Anarchist Cookbook! One of my favorite pieces of reading. I believe I have that scanned to .PDF tucked away somewhere.

[mark]

Wow. Apparently I had a really boring childhood.

--mark

[Bonafide]

Was that before or after you got the Cobra?

for the most part, before. kinda hard to go un noticed in a ride that everyone is staring at you so you have to drive sane for the most part or people start calling you in. I dont do is hang out with the street racer sceen anymore or go out to underground locations looking for a race. But when you drive something like this, people wanna rip it from a red light. I dont get it. Those people are usually driving an accord with a fartpipe or their mom's BMW. it usually takes me stabbing one gear - the ground shakes - and it's over. Only thing I found that was faster ... ok, two things ... a fellow Cobra owner with a 572ci monster motor and a GSXR 1000 with a turbo kit ... he went past me like I had pulled a chute.. while doing a wheelie.

[Hedge]

Was that before or after you got the Cobra?

for the most part, before. kinda hard to go un noticed in a ride that everyone is staring at you so you have to drive sane for the most part or people start calling you in. I dont do is hang out with the street racer sceen anymore or go out to underground locations looking for a race. But when you drive something like this, people wanna rip it from a red light. I dont get it. Those people are usually driving an accord with a fartpipe or their mom's BMW. it usually takes me stabbing one gear - the ground shakes - and it's over. Only thing I found that was faster ... ok, two things ... a fellow Cobra owner with a 572ci monster motor and a GSXR 1000 with a turbo kit ... he went past me like I had pulled a chute.. while doing a wheelie.

Are we talking about a real AC Cobra or a Shelby Cobra?
AC = 427 side oiler
Mustang - 428 Cobra Jet
Boss = 302 or 429 Hemi head (quite rare)

[Bonafide]

Hedge ... you kinda asked the same thing. An AC Cobra were the same two seater british ride with Ford powerplant but they were produced by AC Cars Ltd (til something like 1983). AC originally supplied Shelby with the bodies/frames for his Shelby Cobras and when Shelby stopped making the car - they started making their own called the, "AC Cobra". The 427 S/C (SC=semi comp) is what everyone thinks of when someone says, "shelby cobra" or "AC Cobra". In fact, most produced had small blocks or 428 ci motors. The side oiler cars were extremely rare and only a few made it to the streets. Even the ones winning on the track were 289ci cars. One 427 ci car hit the track and ended up with a DNF. AC cars came mostly with 428s.

Shelby Mustangs (from 65-70) came with 289ci to the 428 SCJ (super cobra jet). Ford bought the rights to the Cobra name in 1968 and took over production of the Shelbys. The Boss 302 Mustangs were produced by Ford for competition in the TransAm series. The Boss 429 cars were built by AutoKrafters for Ford.

I guess I could go on for the rest of the day babblin about cars ... but this is a M/C site and I suppose a quick picture will answer you question. Here's my car.

[Hedge]

Very nice indeed! Muscle Cars are another of my childhood passion growing up so I will look forward to talking more about this subject in Bennington.
John

[Bottle_Fed]

Indeed....Muscle cars is what drove my childhood and wrenching experience. I never got into "trouble" persae, but there was a whole fucking lot that would have gotten me there that I got away with

Greg

[JEnfield]

Very Nice car.

Jimmy

[modre]

there's a Pittsburgh boy here named Fran Kress...a T shirt tycoon or some such...has an original Shelby Cobra ( I thought it was the 289) AND a GT 40 #53 I think it is...both autographed by Carroll Shelby.

what an interesting period of time that was...Jaguar E Types and production fire breathers coming out of Detroit.

funny how a $5K car can become a zillion dollar car with dust and a patina.

you guys looking for a cruise destination...there's a little museum 30 miles E of Altoona Pa on 22 called Swigart Auto Museum...they have 2 of the original 50 Tuckers and other interesting stuff from chain driven 1903 to a cut off point around WWII...2 Deusenbergs, a 37 Cord...a Beverly Hillbillies Olds truck unrestored with 5' tires...wooden spokes I believe and what looks like a locomotive engine...fucker's big...that's all I know. This museum didn't have anyone in it when I was there, so the guard let me crawl around on the floor beyond the roped off areas.

I swear the Tucker became the Corvair, then the Delorean under different control...with a dribble on the Fiero

[mistermellow001]

My buddy and I hotwired a steam roller after school (Jr. High) at a road construction site, dropped it in gear and ran to a hiding place to see what would happen. The thing rolled over a new sidewalk, which was just poured before the end of the shift - probably less than an hour before. The forms were still in place. The machine just sploosh sploosh splooshed over almost the entire length of the new sidewalk. It then veered onto the street and crossed over to the other side, up and over a dry curb, and went ass over tea kettle down into a canyon. All we could see were trees being knocked over, and the sound of cracking wood and banging machinery was enough to make our blood curdle.

We ran home and waited for the knock on the door, but it never happened. There was, however, an army of cops combing the neighborhood. I didn't know my town had that many cop cars, and have never seen so many in once place since. That was one of the moments in my life that began to steer me in the right direction, because I stewed with remorse over that for years.

[Hedge]

OK - so I'll share just a little more. I think it was 9th grade and my friends and I were once again out of our minds on Acid and we we're trucking past our Junior High school when what do you know? The English teacher's VW Bug was parked there overnight. We flipped that baby right completely over onto its roof and just went on our merry way. I would have loved to see his face when he came back for it!