The first time I saw Ricky Kates' 1969 Chevy Camaro Z-28 was on a secluded Oklahoma road one scorching summer night in July 1979, and every time I see the Thunder run a perfect half court set, it reminds me of that car. When Kates finally arrived that night, the fastest car in town, a 1970 Chevelle SS with its tricked out 396 "big block" V8 was already sitting on the starting line. Its driver coolly resting his elbow thru the open window, puffing on a Marlboro, waiting to take down his next victim.
He had every reason to be cool.