When I was 12 or 13 I used to watch the street drags from my upstairs bedroom window. We lived 3 miles out of town about an 1/8 mile down a side road off the highway. The cars would turn down my road and turn around in my driveway. They would line up going back toward town. The top dog was a neighbor of mine with a 34 Ford coupe with an engine from a Lincoln. He had it built and had a good setup on the chassis. None of the muscle cars could touch the coupe. Later he built a 64 Chevelle 427 and was still top dog. To give you a time frame, I'll be 57 years old this May.