You wouldn't have lived near Sacramento in the late seventies early eighties. There used to be a *adult* drive in just south of Sac. My buddies and I used to park outside along the fence and, if you could put up with the lights along the fence you could watch the show.
*Westlane*
That was the place. Drove there one night in my friend's beat-to-hades Falcon- barely made it there(and/or back). Good times, goood times...
