If you would have said "Google" out loud, Sister Mary Whatever would have broke her pointer on your butt AND sent you to see Sister Superior.I also remember when a couple dozen minnows and a few poles was entertainment on a Friday night. Didn't need Google to tell me to go outside
That is $16195.01 in 2018 dollars. Which is right around the price of f150 fleet models my buddy drives for the city water department.
Now your talking, I had a pro street Corvette many,many snows ago. I approached a fellow that drove a nice 66fairlane w 427and 2-4's 28/10 slick , I was confident enough to not swap to slicks(was a pain to get the really big pro street Mickey Thompsons off) I was fairly new in this car, just changed from 5:13 to 4:56 rear ratio. Needless to say I blew out those big MT's and couldn't ever get past his door, the last 1/8 mi I really wished the N2O in the passenger seat would have been installed before I bit all that off...Remember when that dude talked *s-word about how bad his car was and how violent it left the start, wheels up every time. Well, when we got tired of your BS "talk"and bolted the slicks on it story time was over. So sad, boo hoo.
Most of that junk never went twelves let alone all that ten and eleven second *s-word they were spewing. Still makes me chuckle.
I remember gas wars and paying $.19 a gallon.
We didn't even need a note to get them for my dad.. He was friends with the family that owned the store.I remember heading to the corner market with a note in hand, to purchase cigarettes for my mom. Lol