I vividly remember as my brother (Frank) who was 2 years older than me had been messing around with my older brothers 32 Ford pick up. It was about 1958? I remember he was putting fire crackers he found I believe in the glove box and would light them and shove them in the exhaust pipe. I also remember he had filled up the gas tank with the garden hose? You got it with water! My older brother drove out the driveway down the street about 150 feet when the truck started to die out. He says he remembers he needed gas and the gauge had read at the full mark. As he looked back he seen us standing in the street and him telling my brother Frank I'm going to kill you guys. We always was mischievous but in a fun way.