Cars and the seventies....ouch, this topic is a little more painful memories.
My high school allowed seniors to take five courses in the morning and then leave at noon. This option took the school bus option off the table. Car pools became a best alternative choice.
My car pool was with 3 other guys:
1. Larry; a 68 Cadilac coup-de-ville convertable, he hand brush painted it yellow. It rocked.
2. John; first in our peer group to have a Ford van custom conversions with wood framing for a bed and ofcourse, shag carpetted walls.
3. Eric had his parents Vista Cruiser with the sky lights on the side of the way back seat.
4. I had my grandmom's (she lived with us) 64 Falcon with a metal dash board that would split your forehead like a ripe mellon if the two every made contact. That Falcon was automotive humble pie but compared to walking, it was a much needed option.
My dad had a Chevy Impala. He let me splice into the radio wiring to install my first FM converter so my friends and I could listen to the cool radio stations. What a patient dad, I don't think the front speakers ever quite worked the same unless you had the balance set to the left speaker and the fader set to the back!