Mid-70's. Me and my friend Brad are driving back from the S.F. valley where we had spent hours looking for weed with no luck. So I'm driving my van on the 101 N. Brad looks over to his right and then says "Hey that guy's blazing a doobie". I glance over and see a guy in a van smoking a joint. Brad rolls down the window and makes a motion like hey how about a hit? So the guy rolls down his window and while we're both driving side-by-side at a steady 65 mph on the Ventura Frwy passes the joint to Brad. Brad takes a hit, passes it to me, I take 2 hits, pass it back to Brad and he passes it back to the guy in the other van. We do it again, still 65 mph. It was good weed so brad yells "Hey can you sell us a pinch?" The guy smiles, nods and we both get off at the next off-ramp and end up buying a half oz. from the guy. __________________
Let me emphasize--I'm not recommending YOU try this. I certainly wouldn't try it again. 1 small miscalculation and all 3 of us could have died, as well as people behind/alongside us. I've done some pretty stupid stuff in vehicles in my day. Like bong hits on the freeway (many times). Once I snorted coke driving on a winding mountain road. I stuck a straw up my nose and a passenger held the mirror with lines up and moved it around while I inhaled.
I dont think that is as bad as watching some dude read a book while driving on the highway. Now that scared the shit out of me
Back then we didn't care too much about strains. We knew Acapulco Gold & Panama Red (both mostly gone by the mid-70's) and we knew Colombian Gold and Thai stick, but it wasn't either of those. We had 1 criteria by which we judged weed--how high does it get you? It was just some real nice prob. Mex. sativa, and it got us nicely high, lots better than average. I'm still that way. I couldn't care less if the strain I'm smoking is called White Widow or Stale Urine, if it gets me to where I wanna be, that's good enouigh for this hippie.
