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Girls Like Them Fast And Furious Too!
While today we have women
racing in Indy, NASCAR and a variety of different racing venues, years ago
this wasn’t the case.
In fact, during the era I grew up in women were looked upon in a very
different light. If you deviated from the norm you were labeled as a
“tomboy”. However, there were many, like myself who loved to drive, work on
cars and got a lot of satisfaction in doing so. Just because we did however,
didn’t mean we weren’t women, girls, ladies, whatever you wish to be called.
Many of us so called “tomboys” were the product of being first born girls
with dads who wanted the prodigal son first, but got a daughter instead. My
dad and I watched sports together, baseball, football, basketball. In fact,
my dad was the neighborhood dad (those who grew up when I did will
understand) and played with all the kids in the neighborhood. We would have
touch football games, kickball, baseball, t-ball and even badminton and
volleyball games.
I developed an avid interest in cars, because my dad worked for Rolls Royce
and was always bringing some great cars home. He brought home Joe Namath’s
Jaguar, a Silver Cloud Rolls Royce (owned by one of the builders in the area
I grew up) . In fact I got to drive it, which was a thrill to say the least.
Cars had character back then, you could tell them apart. While my dad for
years drove a Ford Station wagon (for business), he also owned Dodge’s and
some Chevy’s. My mother loved the Mustang and got one in 1965. I liked them
bigger, so my first car was a 1962 Chevy Belair (2 door). I nicknamed her
“The Black Beauty” she was a great car.
My dad showed me how to change my oil and filter, and to take care of my
car. We also worked on the brakes and much more together. I would spend a
whole day, cleaning, washing and waxing that car. It was the perfect car for
my “lead foot”. I can’t count the number of cars that would pull up next to
me, and reeve up their engines thinking “It’s a girl, she’ll never beat me
off the line”! Well, how wrong they were. I can count on one hand those that
took me off the line!
I hung around with a group of friends, mostly guys, but some girls also. The
cars were varied, Mustangs, Vettes, Chargers, Chevelle’s and a multitude of
street cars. We all loved cars and driving them, and especially driving them
to their limits. Which we did! Did us girls always beat the guys, nah, but
it was sure fun when we did!
So remember, next time you come up next to a lady driver, “Girls like them
Fast and Furious Too!
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