That's one of the rare times I listened to my mother, dude. She begged and begged me to stay out of downtown during the King riots, "you can even take my car" cuz I loved driving that car—limited edition Iroc, I was 16 in '92. that car was fun.
I took her up on that offer. I can't count many other times I did that. Good thing I did.
Damn, an IROC? That'd be an offer that's hard to pass up. I was 6 in 92, so I was just asking my parents a bunch of uncomfortable questions. Later on down the road Sublime got me interested in again.
So how much of the city was shit going down then? Seemed like half the city was on fire but in 2020 they carried on like it was that way here and it was only a handful of blocks and not much fire.
A lot, Jethro. Even as I worked my career in the city a couple decades later, you never get over the intersections where it all happened. I snapped a couple screen shots for you. Riots were between South Central (bottom circle/left) all the way north to Sylmar (top circle/left) where they got Rodney King—about 25 mile separation. Then zoomed out on the second image so you can see how much area was danger zone.