As a kid we used to go out, Mom would take us picking, West on Kendall drive... maybe half way between 117th ave and Krome, and pcik strawberries. Mom had an old station wagon and would load up several neighborhood kids for labor, man we'd pick crates of strawberries, while eating as many as we picked. Usually would hide a few gallons in the car (our discount) and pay for what could be seen.
There was also a 1/4 mile marked off on the road-way that as a teen with a car, we'd gather up and drag race on Friday & Saturday nights...
Then was good old days, now that area is all developed into wasteland.
Old fugger with a bad heart, who just wants to fish