my earliest experience was as a young teenager I lived on a steep long hill called parade road in Meredith NH.in the winter the hill was always slippery and I'd listen for my favorite hot rodder comet with duel exhaust climbing on up the road from far off in the distance .I'd race to the end of the driveway waiting and listening as he floored and fishtail struggling to climb the hill. Steve was his name and I looked forward each day at dusk as I heard him coming He'd always wave and gunned it extra hard for me as he continued climbing knowing that I liked seeing him. the comet was white and had a jacked assend with meaty tires chrome tipped trumpet pipes that were music to my ears and senses.I always had an amazing climax when I relieved myself in my room

🤩wow you sure have been causing alot of us to get excited hard and totally turned on