Way back when

When Hemi 'Cudas were new, one of the magazines, might have been Hot Rod, was given one to play with, and an engine builder volunteered his services, thinking it would be great advertisement. Engine gets blueprinted and hopped up, so the guy's got it running, decides to do a few burnpouts in the parking lot of the industrial complex where his shop is, jacks it up pretty good and the throttle sticks- so he turns off the ignition, but it's one of those new-fangled column locks, which locks the steering, so he ends up in the middle of a bunch of Ferraris parked in the lot, and back then the Ferraris were worth a helluva lot than some Plymouth- instant Egg-On-Face Award