That’s an Allard Dragon running a 1500cc Anglia engine with a Shorrock blower. Obviously it would be no match for M/T’s blown 427 Ford Harvey Aluminum sponsored rail. Mickey was with the U.S. Drag Racing Team in England in 1964.
Hello, Back when our dad used to take us to Baja, Mexico, the crossing at the border going into Mexico was always hectic. There were lanes crowding into the openings at the border crossing lanes and the officers in the booths did not always look happy. Most just looked as we all drove by. For us little kids, it was an adventure. Our dad spoke a little Spanish, but was never fluent. If we got to the border crossing into Baja during the mid morning or noon hour, there was a long line. The guards were awake and wanted to get busy annoying the incoming tourists and campers. But, if we got there earlier, they were just having their coffee and waved us through, along with other travelers. Much to our delight. As teens, later on, we aways crossed around 5-6 am and despite the upholstery folks not being open, we had a couple of hours to go get some food and watch the waves down by the seashore. If we crossed the border later in the morning, we had to show our parental letters allowing us to cross into Mexico. What parental letters? A hand written letter from one of the girls we knew with great handwriting always looked official. So, we went to the crossing so early that they just waved us through. If they were awake. Several full upholstery jobs later, the trip home was another tiresome wait, unless we decided to spend the rest of the day messing around at the beach. Late into the evening, the traffic was less and no one asked for a receipt on the new upholstery. The clothes/food wrappers, magazines, etc. were thrown all over the upholstery and package tray. That made it look like we had the upholstery for years and not just a few minutes ago. The duty was going to cost a lot and we did not want to pay for it. Luckily, the messy vacationing, teenagers looked like we had owned the old cruiser/hot rods for years. Jnaki Our dad’s Baja adventures were always related to coastal beach campgrounds and resorts as a reprieve from a weeks stay camping out. Our mom was a stickler for the resort stay. Remembering those “shower-less” campground beach stays… as soon as one washes the face in the camp basin, the salt air instantly covered everything as if that washing action did not take place. But, at least, we all had some form of a clean face and hands. We found out that going into Baja was not as bad as coming out. Most folks go for the weekend and on Sunday afternoon, there are lines to the horizon and the wait time ran into hours… yikes. The guards stopped everyone, including families in sedans with nothing to hide. But the traffic was horrendous. As surfers, we always had our food storage for a weeks long camping/surfing. So, when we always packed enough food for more than just 5 days. Some of the food was confiscated at the border due to agriculture laws. So, we started to hide our food in hidden panels located under a board that has shoes sitting on top. That always got searched, but the hidden area under the shoe closet was passed on with ease. No one wanted to pick up worn tennies or other clothes on top. Note: One time, my older brother and his friend bought an extra couple cases of beer at a super low discount at the local Baja factory. We thought someone was copying our licenses down as we were loading the cases in the two vans. So, as we stopped for gas, we decided to go inland to the city of Tecate. There is another border crossing that was always there, but it was far inland from San Diego, so it was usually empty and fast crossing either way. The guards never stopped anyone, including us in the two vans. It took longer to get back to San Diego for the coastal cruise back up the coastline, but well worth the extra effort… Yes, we were the big hit at the party we ended up in, at our other friend’s house in Huntington Beach… Note 2: When we were going down to San Diego for sailing our boat(s), we would go all over the downtown area after our day's sailing and for dinner. But, there were days where we would drive down to the border to check out the huge factory outlet stores not in the coastal areas where we usually drove. It was a huge complex right on the USA side of border. If one threw a baseball, it could go over the fence into Baja Mexico. It was usually less crowded, but had stores not located in the OC area where we lived. so, we were able to do both things, sail during the great wind days or on no wind days, peruse the downtown shops and diners and/or drive a few minutes to the end of the San Diego Bay where the outlet stores were built. It was fun, but these days, it would not be a good place to go. As most malls and outdoor venues are now being attacked by roving thieves. This large outlet has also been attacked. YRMV
Good Morning, I really am not sure. I don't remember ever seeing a prescription counter in my local Woolworth ( 5&10 ) but maybe in other states. My family always used the local Drug Store.
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