In Ny there was. Imports outnumbered domestics ridiculously b/c no one wanted to sit in traffic with a gas guzzling v8. Street racing on Rockaway Blvd, Flatlands Blvd, The Conduit, Van Wyck Espwy and Long Island Espwy was an every night thing. Growing up I lived next door to an awesome rotary engine mechanic. Hes the reason I got in to cars altogether. I helped my brother's friend do his h22 swap in his cb7(my first swap) when I was 13. I miss those days.