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Early in the evenin’
Just after suppertime.
Me and grandson Evan
are startin’ to unwind…
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In a nearby driveway
I spot a muscle-car.
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A ’68 Olds 442*.
An
auto classic star.
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Evan
is riding on my shoulders, pulling my hair.
At least I still have hair to
pull.
We go down to check it out.
"OK, Evan. Guy Stuff 101."
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First,
the jargon.
It’s kind of male shorthand.
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- 465 horses from a 4557.1 at 220..
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The
odor of raw gasoline and the burst of warm air when you open the hood.
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The enormous V8 engine
Aluminum valve covers.
Leather bucket seats.
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I put
Evan behind the steering wheel. He puts both hands on the wheel.
"Man, you will have it made.
Then, after you know the buzz words, find a way to buy one of these
babies."
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Cruisin’
the main drag.
- You will look sooo cool.
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- Girls really like muscle cars like this one.
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- All the chicks will want to ride in your
muscle car.
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- They will brag to their friends that they
rode in Evan’s Muscle Car."
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- Muscle-cars and pickin’ up chicks
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- You can’t start teachin’ ‘em too young.
Pretty Good
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Muscle Cars and Pickin’ Up Chicks-all in one evening.
’68 Cutlass Owner: Brenda. I did get her phone number. (It was her business card. Don’t get excited.)
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- This Grand Exaggeration by
- David W. Stout ’73.
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