To make it so that she could drive without bumping Delilah, I wired them to the defrost switch.
It wasn’t long into winter until I was forced to take them out.
The slushbox would shift into high gear and lug the engine unless you drove it like you stole it. The ignition didn't really need the keys unless you purposefully locked the steering column The exhaust split down the middle, giving the car a great sporting growl, and last but my favorite, the radio would often lock itself to the particular station and volume you were last playing. Sorry mom, hope you like metal at 11!