Among other things, I made out with a sweet young worldly babe in the back of my hatch back Ford Pinto at a drive in theater in the summer of '76.
(Sweet Jesus, let me take a moment to reflect....hmmm...yes...I said...yes...I will..yes...)
That was the summer of Bob Seger's "Night Moves."
I was just trying to lose those awkward teenage (JW) blues.