Floor mounted headlight dippers...
Come on Geoff, don't give up there. Had a pretty fiery FE Holden that hammered, but also vacuum operated wipers that would stop under acceleration. Not a good combination in the wet. Don't forget the 3 on the tree shifters, no seat belts, steering wheels so thin that your fingers wrapped around a couple of times, and they would also brand you in summer. No heaters or radios, drum brakes, cross ply tyres, head lights that covered about 20' in front of the car. Fold out paper licences, vinyl seats that retained your skin in summer, going for a ride in the back of a ute on a hot day was a must. Power steering was only for Seppos, 'air brakes' were like hen's teeth, and petrol was at give away prices (I had to carry loose change to fill up the bike).
Bench seats to get a cuddle on the go, drive-ins, discos with synchronised lights that did things to your brain, pubs supplying grub at 10 so they could stay open to 11.30 (whoo hoo, didn't we know how to live). Mobiles and computers were just a dream. Sixties and seventies fashions. I still remember mini skirts coming into fashion (God bless them) and at the same time bikinis, both of which are just accepted now. I am 6'2" but still wore platform soled shoes, skinny rib jumpers, flairs, geez it makes me want to rip out my eyes now.
The other point that really stays in my mind was having to drive for 25 miles (?) from home on a Sunday to get a drink.
My only real regret is letting some of the cars slip through my fingers, and maybe a girl or two.
This is bringing back so many good memories that I am getting quite melancholy.