Summer of '68. 14 years old. Thought my big sister's '66 SS396 was the nastiest car in the world. It was the first manual transmission car I ever drove. Neighbor had a '66 GTO. Both cars were silver with black tops. Both cars were 4-speeds. Both cars had "Americans" on them.
Mike pulled up to her at a light, when I was riding with her. At the time, I had no idea what "TriPower" meant, or what a "325 horse" 396 was. I found out real quick! He was blowing rooster-tails of smoke from his tires, and STILL stomping that Chevelle. So, now I know, a 325 horse 396 never WAS a match for a 360 HP 389, but who knew? I was impressed...
Jim
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