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1975 i was 8yrs old liiving in north Jersey and my father was racing a 62 Catalina Super Duty, his daily driver was a 62 G/P , and my mother was driving a 69Judge, and they had a 66SS as an extra/back up , (all 4 cars where 4spd's) well, one late summer night my parents took me to my 1st street race in Newark on Avenue P, and we meet up with my aunt, uncle , and a bunch of other family members and thier friends, and i remember my father doing a burnout with his G/P and getting ready to race a White 69 GTO, and the Police snuck up on us without lights on and all of sudden they threw the cherries an headlights on and everyone scrambled, pops had just left the line, the Goat took off, my aunt stuffed me threw the passenger side window of my uncles factory SS 4spd nova and we were out of there! We all met up at the house and i thought it was the koolist thing in the world! well, 5 years later at the age of 13 i was joking around with my mother and said the Judge needed to be moved and i would be happy to move it for her, well, she had handed me the keys and said, "Here you go!" well, pops had already taught me the basics on how to drive an automatic, but not a stick, so after watching my parents drive sticks i always watched and observed an just applied, needless to say i did stall it the first time, but i learned quickly, we lived on a dead-end street in Lyndhurst NJ, so mom let me go back and forth with it untill i got the hang of it. Well moms left leg was taking a beating from the 3000lb clutch's pops had in the goat and mom went to a Cadillac, i kept begging mom not to sell it and give it to me when i turn 17, so the judge sat for a year and on my 14th birthday it was my birthday gift, i was the luckiest kid on the planet! i would learn how to do burn-outs with it in the driveway and pops use to take me out in it on nice weekends and he would take me to a big empty lot to drive it. I drove it every day of my junior and senior years of high school, I had the judge for 10 years and drove it every where, i did some street racing with it, hung out down the shore with it, left more rubber on the roads of Bergen County and pi**ed off more neighbors with the sound of me side steppin the clutch of the RAIII with shorty cherry bombs and puttin the hood tach into the red and then grabbing second gear just to jump on the brakes for the stop sign at the end of the block! HA HA!!!! MAN, INSTANT FLASH BACK . well thats what got my gear lube flowing!