[markinnaples]

Growing up I remember so many of the gas stations were actual mechanic shops where they fixed the average Joe's car, and most had a hot rod or two sitting in the lot owned by the guys who worked there. There was a Cranberry Red with black stripes SS454 across the street from my elementary school and while everyone else was learning something about photosynthesis and leaves, I was dreaming about driving that awesome red Chevelle. Those were some great days to be growing up.