That brings back memories.
I was 16 and on the track team in high school. Our team was pretty small, 6 or 7, if I remember right.
We had an opportunity to go to a meet that was about 10 hours away and took the principal's LTD wagon. I think it was a 1980. After the meet, our coach who had driven us there, asked me if I wanted to drive home. I drove it almost the whole way while he and the rest of the team crashed in the back seats. That car had horrible power. I remember passing a semi and it seemed to take 5 minutes to get around it.