Cheddar Road really was a rite of passage in Birmingham.
When one of my mates first passed his driving test we would pile into his car and drive slowly down the road looking at the women. It was a through road then, I think the council put bollards at one end to discourage the car cruising. None of my mates every got out of the car to visit one of the houses. I always went back on my own for a quick £10 shag. Happy days.