Falcon
A 1965 Ford Falcon that is. A group of young people came rumbling down Gold Ave in this "souped-up" Ford Falcon while I was getting a skill saw out of my car to modify a desk in the late afternoon. The driver made a K-turn in front of the office, "peeled out" and backed into a space down the street. I got a slight wave of nostalgia from the rumble of a big engine, hearing the screech and smelling rubber from freshly smoked tires.
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