The kids these days are different. I went to my fortieth high school reunion this year (1965). All we had then was cruiser skirts, dummy spotlights, side pipes and dual antennas. Then we stripped everything off and nosed and decked everything and painted the wheels red. When I returned from Viet Nam, everyone had a new SS396, GTO or Hemi. I didn't get it at first, but I was far too busy looking for a job to think about it. I bought a 1960 Impala station wagon for $75 and it served me well. I'm simply not into street racing and disrespecting the law. But, you gotta hand it to these kids for the workmanship that shows up in the malls on weekends. I don't get it, but I'm sure my parents thought the same about me. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cheers.gif