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The summer I graduated, I had a '64 Galaxie 500 with a 390 speed. Jerry, former classmate was dating the sister of my girlfriend and he would take his dad's '69 Ford woody wagon with a 390 2 barrel on their dates. We would both go down to the St Paul loop to make noise, race a little and watch the REAL muscle cars prowl. He would flip the lid on the air cleaner when he got there and cruise the loop with that poor 390 trying to gulp enough air thru that 2 bbl with his foot stuck thru the firewall. There was a 2 block area that was walled in by brick block, steel and glass buildings, 4 stories high and the moaning noise would echo off really loud and sound like a wounded animal howling louder and higher pitched as it slowly gained rpm.
One time he forgot to flip the lid back and when his dad drove it the next time, thought there was something seriously wrong with the engine, so took it to the dealer to have it checked out... Jerry had to get his own car soon after that LOL