In our day, we didn't have your fancy front and side air bags with your fancy three point seat belts.
You drove too fast, you hit a tree, and BANG! you went through the windshield.

And that's the way it was!
And we LIKED IT!

 

This reminds me of when I was in my twenties, married and had a 65 Mustang. My dad was a fix anything kind of guy. He had been known to take new gadgets apart and put them back together just because he was curious as to how they worked. Anyhow, we rebuilt(or he did) my 2 barrell carburator using one of the rebuild kits. When we got through, there were 2 pieces from the kit we had not used. I asked Dad what we were going to do, where did they go? He said, "Well, I know whaty that piece is and you don't need it. And that thing there, I don't know what that is and if I don't know, you don't need it either." And I didn't, the Mustang ran perfectly. We laughed for years about that.

 

Shoot, I'm only as old as my Lariat, but I guess I still grew up "dangerous" according to some. Modified powerwheels that did like 15-20mph when I was in first grade. BB guns when I got good grades. Drivin as soon as I could push a clutch all the way in. Tools when others were gettin those goofy jap tradin cards.

I'm still here and kickin..

 

born in 81 and I can relate too.

 

An elderly couple is enjoying an anniversary dinner together in a small tavern. The husband leans over and asks his wife,
"Do you remember the first time we had sex together over fifty years ago? We went behind this tavern where you leaned against the fence and I made love to you from behind?"
"Yes," she says, "I remember it well."
"OK", he says, "How about taking a stroll 'round there again and we can do it for old time's sake."
"Oooooooh Henry, you devil, that sounds like a good idea," she answers.

There's a police officer sitting in the next booth listening to all this, and having a chuckle to himself. He thinks, "I've got to see this...two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye on them so's there's no trouble."
So he follows them. They walk haltingly along, leaning on each other for support, aided by walking sticks. Finally they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the fence. The old lady lifts her skirt, takes her knickers down and the old man drops his trousers. She turns around and as she hangs on to the fence, the old man moves in.
Suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the watching policeman has ever seen. They are bucking and jumping like 18-year-olds. This goes on for about thirty minutes! She's yelling, Ohhhh, God! He's hanging on to her hips for dear life. This is the most athletic sex imaginable. Finally, they both collapse panting on the ground.
The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life that he didn't know. He starts to think about his own aged parents and wonders whether they still have sex like this. After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old couple struggles to their feet and put their clothes back on.
The policeman, still watching thinks, "that was truly amazing; he was going like a train. I've got to ask him what his secret is."
As the couple pass, he says to them,
"That was something else, you must have been ******** for about forty minutes. How do you manage it? You must have had a fantastic life together. Is there some sort of secret?"
"No, there's no secret", the old man says,"except that fifty years ago that damn fence wasn't electric."

 

 

Born in '49 and still going strong. I think I did all those things, and probably a few more, like hunting cows with wooden spears or piling 5 guys on an old H-Davidson, sans motor or brakes and coasting down the main street. Speed limit? What's that when you're 12 years old? There was no limit.
We're all still here.
hahahahaha I knew it was an electric fence. Sure surprised the old lady though.

 

gotta do the electric fence.

 

It's best if you use a cattle fence, powered by a battery. It doesn't send a steady current. The current starts out slowly, then builds to a ....dare I say it.....climax.

 

This is UC's fault.


I was born about 10 years earlier, and I was raised in a similar environment.

Remember your first pellet gun?

THAT was a great time.