I remember leaving a party with a couple guys and a guy named Andy Fredricson in his 69 firebird to make a beer run back in high school. Went into town, loaded four cases of beer in the trunk, and Andy caught 3 gears pulling out onto Viking Avenue in front of a town clown parked across the street. Leaving town over the rise we saw his gumball machine go off in the rear view mirror. I told Andy to just get around the first corner and pull in a driveway and turn his lights out. What does he do? He slows down, turns his lights out and THEN turns in the driveway. Only he missed the driveway by 20 feet and put the car nose down in a 7-foot deep ditch. So we just sat there and waited to get busted.

That's my 69 firebird story. I have a 69 GTO story too.