My sister's friend...Back in the 60s it was rare to see a girl streetrace, much less work on her own car. My sister's friend lived down the street from us & raced a '59 Chevy. With space at a premium in NYC she was forced to always work on her car in the street so we'd always see her & her boyfriend prepping it for Friday night or on Saturdays. We'd hang around watching her & when asked, she'd explain what she was doing & why. I still remember hearing her drive up the street late at night after a night at Connecting Hwy