[Power Hungry]

Back in my younger "hoodlum" days, me and some friends would go out in our buddy's 63 Galaxie and go "Garbage Can Hunting". For those who don't know what this is, you drive around on garbage night looking for the biggest line of garbage cans you can find and as you're blowing by at 30 MPH you swing the door open while 2 or 3 big dudes hold it there and plow the cans. Record? 9 cans in one shot. (Almost dislocated a shoulder in the process!) Okay... not one of my finest childhood moments, but at least we weren't doing drugs or knocking off ATMs.

Anyway, we were out one night about 4 miles from my buddy's house when the transmission went out and lost all forward gears. We had to drive home in reverse which I assure you was a hair raising experience. It wasn't bad until we had to cross two major highways! Fortunately, it was late enough at night that there was very little traffic. I can't even imagine trying to explain to the cops why we were crossing 6 lanes of traffic in reverse. It took almost 90 minutes to get home and the car never moved again after that.

Fun days...