Back in the mid-70s, everyone was a little crazy anyways. At around 14 & 15, I was driving pretty regularly (alcoholic step-dad, lol), and once you added any drugs or alcohol, it got a little crazier yet. 😁 Anyways, I had an old VW bug, primer gray, that ran pretty good. We used to jump a certain set of railroad tracks, that sat at the top of a hill, called "Lover's Leap", what else (?).
I won't claim I got as much air as Burt, but the other guys all said we got serious air. And that's about all a dumbass 15 year-old can hope for, huh? 🙄😁