It wasn’t supposed to be a Mustang hunting trip, but that’s what it turned out to be by the end of the day. Our goal was to get out of the house for a while and just hang out together as a family. We already had a nice classic (a beautiful 1964 Ford Fairlane 500), but I felt as if there were somthing missing in the four wheel department.
Stephanie and I had talked about another classic car but couldn’t come to an agreement on what it should be. We were driving south on I-5 around Lynwood and I took an exit that led us to 99 south. Of course I had an alterier motive in mind as I drove south on 99. We came upon a car lot known as compact car corner and I said, "what the hell," and pulled into the lot.
We walked around the place for a while and saw a couple of nice classic Chevys -- one being a 1955 panel that we both fell in love with but was just a touch out of our price range -- so we looked around some more.
As I turned the corner of the building I spotted THE ONE! Stephanie must have seen it also, as we converged on it at the exact same time. Mouths agape, we walked up to our very soon to be the newest addition to our ever growing stable -- a moss metallic green 1967 Mustang fastback. A dream come true, or so we thought when we signed the paperwork.
We had just left the car lot when it began to rain and rain hard, I switched on the wipers and headlights and pulled the 'Stang onto the freeway. We were cruising in style, the ‘Stang was fast and you can imagine the smile on our faces as we flew down the highway. About twenty miles down the road we noticed our feet were wet and there was faint odor of exaust in the car. It needed gas so we wheeled into a gas station and put some fuel in our new rod. We discused who would drive the ‘Stang the rest of the way home. It was decided that Stephanie would be the one.
We got it home and put her under the microscope. Man, were we diapointed. Not in the Mustang, but in ourselves for not checking it out better. Exitement sure does some strange things to a person.
We looked under the floor and found that Ford had installed swiss cheese under the carpet, but it was really rusted out floor pans. Next were the tires on the front, they were wearing against the tie-rod ends and needed to be replaced. Then it was the windshield and rear window trim (or lack thereof), the list just keeps growing as any Mustang owner knows. If you think it’s done check your list again...

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