Wow. I remember going to the one where Anderson station is as well. Not sure what I saw though. When we were wee, my parents would slap us (my bro and i) in our pj's, brink blankets and pillows, let us watch as much as we could stay up for and then pass out in the back seat. My parents rock.
Like Cheese, I can still enjoy it as there is a decent drive-in on the outskirts of London.
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