I was about 16 yrs. old.
After my mother got married she moved out to her husband's farm and my sister and her husband moved in.
They were best friends with a married couple and would go out to the lake on Sundays and drink beer.
Husband of married friends had a '46 Ford Coupe that was a car show winner.
All pussed out with a show case hopped-up flathead.
They all went to the lake and left this piece of art sitting at the curb...with the keys just dangling there...beckoning me.
I was under the influence of Glory with my heart pounding...so I drove it a few miles over to my g/f's place where she and her father were sitting on the porch.
Father asked about the car...I said it was mine.
G/f and I drove around a bit and then I drove back home.
All of a sudden, I freaked out about the added mileage so I drove the car backwards around the block umpteen times and parked it.
I worried about the engine being hot/warm so late in the day so I briefly opened the engine bonnet to cool off.
They all came home late that evening and all was well. Whew!!!
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Just a brief moment in my life when I had a chance for some heart-pounding excitement...and I seized it.
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