Being an old fart hot rodding became less fun when things like computers and no2 took over.
A late night tear down and planing of a flat head, or a quick top end overhaul of a small block, messing with the secondary springs on a quadrajet, twist this and tweek that with greasy hands was what it was all about.
Oh yea ... and there was the thing that you did it with pocket change instead of a $500 electrical plug in or $1,000 laptop. Damn, $20 bucks worth of gaskets and a buddy at the machine shop with a planner, and you changed your flat head. Or ... Oops ... I threw a rod, you wanna swap my tunnel ram for your six pack and see what happens ... see you on the street in an hour
