AtlantaSteve
Active Member
I got my car 17 years (and one month) ago. I was 16 years old. I had recently been to a Mustang show where there were tons and tons of beautiful mustangs. You know, the show cars up on displays with mirrors under so you can see the pristine floorpans. They were beautiful cars. And it just made me think the Mustang was the greatest car of all time. I told my dad that day "All I really want is a mustang."
now when I said that, I was expecting if I got one, it'd be a fox body. I figured a classic was out of range. But that was fine. I just wanted the pedigree. One night my dad and I were at a public auto auction, and one of the cars was this red 1966 mustang. It was no show car, but it started up good, drove well, sounded pretty cool, and the interior was nearly spotless.
So the car comes up to the block and my dad starts bidding. When he crossed 1500 I got nervous, and mumbled "stop bidding." By some grand gesture of the cosmos, he didn't hear me. He finally won the car at 1900 (+200 to the auction) and less than an hour later he was pulling out of the parking lot with me following behind in his car. To say I was stoked would be an understatement.
The car and I had our ups and downs, but I swore I would never sell it. 17 years later, it's still mine.
The FIRST thing we noticed that was wrong with it was that when you shut the driver's side door, it overlapped the rear window. We looked at it for a while, tried to nudge the window where it belonged, but it knew where it was staying...right in the way of the door glass.
We knew nothing about cars at all, nothing about classic mustangs, and had no idea how to fix it. Everyday in highschool I'd drive to school, slam the door, Then use my fingernails to pull the rear-glass back so the front glass would pop into place. I remember thinking "one day, I will fix that."
Well. I have been putting scoops on the side of my car, and that required removing the rear regulators, tracks and glass. So I pulled all that out about a week ago. Tonight I finally put the Driver's side window back in (got the bloody hands and knuckles to proove it) and spent the time adjusting the tracks JUST right. I rolled the driver's side door glass up and slammed the door. A perfect fit.
When I said to myself "one day I'll fix that." I had no idea I'd be 33 with 2 kids when it finally happened. But tonight?? It's fixed.
Thanks, guys, for keeping me motivated. My inner 16 year old thanks you too.
Steve
now when I said that, I was expecting if I got one, it'd be a fox body. I figured a classic was out of range. But that was fine. I just wanted the pedigree. One night my dad and I were at a public auto auction, and one of the cars was this red 1966 mustang. It was no show car, but it started up good, drove well, sounded pretty cool, and the interior was nearly spotless.
So the car comes up to the block and my dad starts bidding. When he crossed 1500 I got nervous, and mumbled "stop bidding." By some grand gesture of the cosmos, he didn't hear me. He finally won the car at 1900 (+200 to the auction) and less than an hour later he was pulling out of the parking lot with me following behind in his car. To say I was stoked would be an understatement.
The car and I had our ups and downs, but I swore I would never sell it. 17 years later, it's still mine.
The FIRST thing we noticed that was wrong with it was that when you shut the driver's side door, it overlapped the rear window. We looked at it for a while, tried to nudge the window where it belonged, but it knew where it was staying...right in the way of the door glass.
We knew nothing about cars at all, nothing about classic mustangs, and had no idea how to fix it. Everyday in highschool I'd drive to school, slam the door, Then use my fingernails to pull the rear-glass back so the front glass would pop into place. I remember thinking "one day, I will fix that."
Well. I have been putting scoops on the side of my car, and that required removing the rear regulators, tracks and glass. So I pulled all that out about a week ago. Tonight I finally put the Driver's side window back in (got the bloody hands and knuckles to proove it) and spent the time adjusting the tracks JUST right. I rolled the driver's side door glass up and slammed the door. A perfect fit.
When I said to myself "one day I'll fix that." I had no idea I'd be 33 with 2 kids when it finally happened. But tonight?? It's fixed.
Thanks, guys, for keeping me motivated. My inner 16 year old thanks you too.
Steve
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