Agreed. Cruising around listening to Foreigner and letting the neon wash over me like it was Hotline Miami was the definition of the age. Of course since I have the complete set of Billboard top 100 from 1980 to 1989 on my iPod (900 songs!) I get to do that in real life as well. Seriously, you should try those country backroads of Lambton County with some Jan Hammer synth playing at 3am.