WTF ...PJ's Mustang
There are people who tell stories of unusual events they either witnessed or played a part in. I'd like to visit with the guy who tells this story ... It's the late 1960's: Daily Breeze, Torrance Blvd. In the early morning hours of So California life working as a gas station attendant on Torrance Blvd is boring at best . The only sign of life along the four lane boulevard are the lights coming off the Daily Breeze newspaper building. A still quiet lingers there at that hour of the day and there's a smell of ocean air blowing in from the beach a couple of miles away. A low roar begins to penetrate the morning silence. It gains in volume and intensity as it approaches. Hearing hot rods running up and down Torrance Blvd is not unusual, it's a welcome distraction during the long, dark, morning hours. This is different ...it doesn't sound like a hot rod. It sounds ...meaner, faster. PJ @ Riverside, CA Suddenly the sound becomes a blurred vision of a n...