1967 hanover park il, church st.i was riding my bike(THE KIND WITH PEDALS)a 57 chevy silver with things sticking out of the hood and a facon were starting to line up about the time i pedaled up the screaming engines and tire smoke then that damn falcon went skyward and i remember standing there with my chin on the ground thinking "i didnt know cars could fly" then that 57 went by me and i could feel something inside of me that i have never felt before nor since and i been chasing that feeling the rest of my life. ive come close to finding that feeling a few times after i was old enough to get into hotrods.drugs drinking, nothing even come close!