Today vs. Yesterday
I too am old school. I remember slaving over a 327/350hp in a 1966 Chevy Nova...just to get enough HP to win a few bucks on Friday night on Van Nuys Blvd.
Take a bit of this, a bit of that, advance the cam, change the cam, drill the jets, remove the choke, polish the venturies, lighten the distributer springs add heavier weights....it was never ending. But my little small block would run off and leave a Hemi Charger in the dust...as long as the race wasn't too long. Those large cubic inches were tough to beat on the big end.
I onced watched a 1962 VW bug with a semi-stock Porche 4 cylinder engine eat a brand new 1967 Corvette alive... You had to look at the deck lid on the VW before you raced one. If it looked like it was "sprung open" at the top...leave it alone.
Today kids don't have to know engines to get HP. They need to know only how to add this or that. Most have no clue on "theory" of even how an engine works.
Of course the same goes for the Factory.
I remember:
When a 472 cu. in. Cadilliac engine...would get 30 mpg...and who cared.
My dad had a 1943 Willys Army Jeep with that 472 Caddy engine in it. We had to ease off the line to avoid breaking axles. It was great for poaching rabbits in the desert. When the game warrden came after you in his 1960 Falcon we play with him for a while then... we'd leave him in the dust.
I had a 1964 Corvette with dual 4bl. Carbs...27 mpg. Gas mileage was a by-product of horsepower. Something the manufacturers of today have no clue about.
A little Sunbeam Tiger would blow the doors off your Mustang hi-po 289...and get around 25 mpg doing it....but it was a girly car.
I remember a crazy buddy who on a bet drove his twin chain saw engine powered go-cart through Bobs Big Boy's drive-in to taunt the Cops eating dinner....they chased him around the block 3 times before he finally got low on gas and ditched them...0-60 in about 2 seconds.
I remember watching a "******" drive by the racers lot on Sherman Way showing off. He was "bouncing his ride up and down" when he lost control and crashed into the light pole. I had Ripple Wine explode out my nose from hystrical laughter.
I remember the Ventura Sherriffs department trying to catch us illegally drag racing in a housing development. I drove my car into an open garage and pulled the door down. I sat in someones garage for almost 2 hours until the cops left...thank GOD the houses owners didn't come home.
We made our own horse power. WE KNEW how engines worked and we worked on our engines. I had a friend who worked in a machine shop. He MADE his own aluminium rods for his Ram Air 400 Pontiac engine.
Then there was that dark haired girl with the huge breasts who had a Corvette just like mine. We met at a light, pulled over and talked. After making out for a while she let me put my hand under her sweater.
I wanted to be cool so I showed some restraint and went no farther. It was bs I was no gentlemen, I just figured I have her the next night for sure...she went back to her boyfriend the next day.
That was almost 40 years ago and I still wonder what she'd been like....I still wished I'd seized the moment.
You young guys have such a wonderful opportunity to make memories...don't waste a single one.