Pops started going in the early 60s after he got out of the Air Force. He said one time his friends wrote a class designation on the windows of his straight six, three-on-the-tree '60 Ford as if it was some big block racer. They pulled over on 31 at a drive-in and a bunch of farmer's kids gathered round gawking and wondering, LOL. He also has stories about drag racing between the drive-ins on Route 22 in Watchung. One time some guys showed up with a rail, blocked off the highway and ran it! Watchung police had Nash Ramblers and couldn't catch anyone. My friend's Dad remembers a girl with a hot '58 Chevy with script on the fender and a pair of cherries. It said: "If you can beat me, you can eat me"