At the time, I would never have guessed how that car model would affect my life, or how many Mustangs I would come to own over the years.
My first experience with a Mustang was when a friend was lucky enough to get one for his 16th. birthday. Then, a few months later, my mom got a new 66 Mustang. I was lucky enough to get to drive it, once in awhile. (I have shared a few stories about those times in my book).
It would be a few years later when I would own my first Mustang, a yellow 66 coupe, with 289 V8, and 3-speed on the floor. That was the first of many I have owned in the years since. Everything from pretty basic models, to a couple Cobras, and even a Shelby GT 500. I have loved every one.
For more of this story, check out my book at; Grab Some Gears
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