Old enough to have lived it too. The "scene" in San Antonio was the old Austin Highway down to Broadway (at least the north side scene). Us northside suburban teens cruised from the Frontier Drive-in south to circle through the Big Orange, then on to circle through the Bun-N-Barrel. Back and forth with "no particular place to go" as Chuck Barry might say. If we were feeling brave, we might go on down Broadway to the Princess where the eastside guys would cruise and some (what we thought) bad southside dudes would join in. Looking back, it was a very innocent time. A few stupid slap fights, a few "loose" girls to hang with, and frequent, short street races. Most of the cars were stockish muscle cars. Like most places the real hot rods were few and rough. And like most cities there were some truly serious built race cars and a handfull of show quality rods. AG got it right from my experience. The comment above about "college or draft" is probably lost on younger guys, but it was a bleak set of options for poor boys and "average" kids. (save the patriot shit, history tells the story). The third option for some was to get married and have a baby asap. Finally, I agree that the movie probably did more to restart to hot rod movement than any other social statement of the time. Great post!