do you ever hear a song and it brings back memories so strong its like that time is rolling like a movie in a theatre? listening to Nobody's Fool by Cinderella, and im remembering when i was cruisin Dads 1990 454 SS down the gravel into town one dark, moonlit night, lookin out in the distance, seeing nothing but hills. get onto the highway, with a heavy right foot after babying it 15 miles down the gravel, as you turn onto the highway, you blip the accellerator, and feel the tractionless positractioned shortbox standard cab do what it normally does without strain. get into town, nothing to do, just drive around all night, maybe run into a couple friends, get bored so i end up cruising back home. those were the days.