I just watched AG again for the 100th and sometime time. I was 17 years old and a certified hot rod junkie when it came out in '73. Then and for many years after, the movie represented what I wanted to be (Milner of course) and the times I knew I would be enjoying playing and cruising hot rods. I am fortunate enough to have had those dreams come true and still to this day, get to experience driving hot rods. For some reason this time watching it, I had a different perspective, that of a bit of melancholy. As I am getting older I realize that those halcyon days of my youth with my whole life ahead of me and the world for my taking are long behind me now. Maybe because my best bud who was also a life long car guy passed a couple years ago. Maybe because of how the world is changing and our hobby is slowly dying off. Maybe because we keep losing hot rod icons. I don't know. All I know is that I can't drag the hot rod out and hit Main Street cruising for chicks, BS'ing with my buddies, maybe picking up a street race and staying up all night anymore. I'm comfortably retired and in a pretty good place in my life now but boy, do I miss those carefree days when everything was simpler and people weren't so angry and in such a hurry all the time. Technology can be a wonderful thing with many great benefits but it sure has messed us up as a society. I guess I'll just have to drive my old cars on the empty back roads with some oldies playing on the radio and dream of my long past American Graffiti days.