mach1000
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- Feb 20, 2013
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- Location
- Utica, NY
- My Car
- 1966 convertible
1971 Mach 1
1971 Cougar XR7
1967 F250 Camper Special
Here is the latest wild Mustang chase story I though you folks would find entertaining and can relate to.
Responding to this craigslist ad my story goes like this.
http://syracuse.craigslist.org/cto/3642482801.html
I first called on this February 24th and a guy answered the phone. I asked if the Mustang was still for sale. The reply was yes it was.
At that time my cell phone started giving me the low battery beep and I told the guy ok let me call you right back my phone is about to die.
I quickly ran and grabbed my phone charger plugged it in and proceeded to call the guy back. Ring ring ring, no answer. All of a sudden I hear what sounds like an answer machine in a toilet for about four seconds followed by a beep. Not knowing if I was being recorded I said I just called on the Mustang. Please give me a call back. And I left my number.
This was followed by about two dozen phone calls over the next three weeks. Getting the same answering machine in a toilet picking up.
I left several messages. Please call me at .... I'm interested in the Mustang. I also emailed the Craigslist ad. I got one response out of about ten stating that stated they would call me. Nothing.
Now I don't give up easily when it comes to cars. Since I was calling mostly in the evening I decided to try at random times during the day.
Again getting the answer machine in the toilet for 3 seconds, I kept this up for another couple weeks. Finally 10AM this past Monday the guy picks up!
Mustang still for sale? Yes. I went through the usual questions about drive-train, paint, interior, brakes, RUST.. Basically what I got out of the guy was it was solid rust free car that he drove last summer but needed a top. Said that it sat in a barn for like 10 years. He said at this point he'd take $3,300. Ok I'm thinking this could be a great deal. I said ok I want to come look at it this week. Not sure when yet but I'll call back and get the address and set up a time. (mistake) I should have got it then. I also told the guy I've had trouble getting a hold of him and if this was the number I should call him at.
Oh yeah call him back on same number he'll answer.
I got my schedule figured out for the week and wanted to go look this Thursday. So I called the guy Wednesday. "The number you have dialed has been temporarily disconnect. Message CF -1 A" Come on!!! Tried again. "The number you have dialed......" You have to be kidding!
I tried about the whole morning. Same thing. Then ring ring. He picked up!! Ok coming to look at the car tomorrow. What's the address?
Now I'm thinking this car is only still for sale because no one else has the patients to get a hold of this guy. And probably no one else has!
So my father and I take 50 minuet trip to look at this car. We pull up to the house on a dead end street (a sign). There it is. The guy has the hood up with a batter charger hooked up. Doesn't look too bad from 20 feet other than the top, which he said needed to be replaced.
We meet George. Think of cousin Eddie from National Lampoons, drunker, much rougher cousin. Yeah he's got the charger cables in one hand and a Bud in the other.
We inspect the car. What we have is a standard convertible, 302, auto (C4) no power steering, manual drum brakes, standard interior, 2.89 rear. Originally grabber blue shipped to NY.
Upon further inspection we can see the ground through the floor inside the car on both sides. The tops of the inner fenders and bottoms of quarters were swiss cheese. The doors were sagging. There was obviously bondo in the normal spots on the bottom of the doors and fender and wheel well lips starting to blister through. So much for solid rust free car. The car is covered in mud inside and outside. Apparently George left for a couple weeks and nephews or someone let the dogs inside it and spun up mud on it with another car. At this point we are pretty much humoring this guy.
He wanted to fire it up so we could hear it run. Solenoid is stuck so he's trying to jump it with sparks flying using the classic screwdriver trick. But it took him a a dozen or so tries to decide which two posts he wanted to jump... with sparks a-flying!
George continues to tell us how great this car is. He's open for offers but not willing to take less than $3k. My dad throws a number out there to see if this guy is willing to negotiate. "How about $1,200?"... "Not a chance! $3k. That's a solid car right there. Throw plates on it, put the top down and drive it!" (Right) We can tell this guy thinks he has a diamond here. There is no point in pointing out anything on the car and he isn't will to budge any more. Is the car worth $3k? Probably for the right person. I don't have the time for another project like this. I've got other cars I need to work on.
So after stories of his other cars, life story, family drama, another bud and getting the car running we stay good bye to our new friend and go grab something to eat for dinner. We head home empty handed and my pockets still full of money.


Responding to this craigslist ad my story goes like this.
http://syracuse.craigslist.org/cto/3642482801.html
I first called on this February 24th and a guy answered the phone. I asked if the Mustang was still for sale. The reply was yes it was.
At that time my cell phone started giving me the low battery beep and I told the guy ok let me call you right back my phone is about to die.
I quickly ran and grabbed my phone charger plugged it in and proceeded to call the guy back. Ring ring ring, no answer. All of a sudden I hear what sounds like an answer machine in a toilet for about four seconds followed by a beep. Not knowing if I was being recorded I said I just called on the Mustang. Please give me a call back. And I left my number.
This was followed by about two dozen phone calls over the next three weeks. Getting the same answering machine in a toilet picking up.
I left several messages. Please call me at .... I'm interested in the Mustang. I also emailed the Craigslist ad. I got one response out of about ten stating that stated they would call me. Nothing.
Now I don't give up easily when it comes to cars. Since I was calling mostly in the evening I decided to try at random times during the day.
Again getting the answer machine in the toilet for 3 seconds, I kept this up for another couple weeks. Finally 10AM this past Monday the guy picks up!
Mustang still for sale? Yes. I went through the usual questions about drive-train, paint, interior, brakes, RUST.. Basically what I got out of the guy was it was solid rust free car that he drove last summer but needed a top. Said that it sat in a barn for like 10 years. He said at this point he'd take $3,300. Ok I'm thinking this could be a great deal. I said ok I want to come look at it this week. Not sure when yet but I'll call back and get the address and set up a time. (mistake) I should have got it then. I also told the guy I've had trouble getting a hold of him and if this was the number I should call him at.
Oh yeah call him back on same number he'll answer.
I got my schedule figured out for the week and wanted to go look this Thursday. So I called the guy Wednesday. "The number you have dialed has been temporarily disconnect. Message CF -1 A" Come on!!! Tried again. "The number you have dialed......" You have to be kidding!
I tried about the whole morning. Same thing. Then ring ring. He picked up!! Ok coming to look at the car tomorrow. What's the address?
Now I'm thinking this car is only still for sale because no one else has the patients to get a hold of this guy. And probably no one else has!
So my father and I take 50 minuet trip to look at this car. We pull up to the house on a dead end street (a sign). There it is. The guy has the hood up with a batter charger hooked up. Doesn't look too bad from 20 feet other than the top, which he said needed to be replaced.
We meet George. Think of cousin Eddie from National Lampoons, drunker, much rougher cousin. Yeah he's got the charger cables in one hand and a Bud in the other.
We inspect the car. What we have is a standard convertible, 302, auto (C4) no power steering, manual drum brakes, standard interior, 2.89 rear. Originally grabber blue shipped to NY.
Upon further inspection we can see the ground through the floor inside the car on both sides. The tops of the inner fenders and bottoms of quarters were swiss cheese. The doors were sagging. There was obviously bondo in the normal spots on the bottom of the doors and fender and wheel well lips starting to blister through. So much for solid rust free car. The car is covered in mud inside and outside. Apparently George left for a couple weeks and nephews or someone let the dogs inside it and spun up mud on it with another car. At this point we are pretty much humoring this guy.
He wanted to fire it up so we could hear it run. Solenoid is stuck so he's trying to jump it with sparks flying using the classic screwdriver trick. But it took him a a dozen or so tries to decide which two posts he wanted to jump... with sparks a-flying!
George continues to tell us how great this car is. He's open for offers but not willing to take less than $3k. My dad throws a number out there to see if this guy is willing to negotiate. "How about $1,200?"... "Not a chance! $3k. That's a solid car right there. Throw plates on it, put the top down and drive it!" (Right) We can tell this guy thinks he has a diamond here. There is no point in pointing out anything on the car and he isn't will to budge any more. Is the car worth $3k? Probably for the right person. I don't have the time for another project like this. I've got other cars I need to work on.
So after stories of his other cars, life story, family drama, another bud and getting the car running we stay good bye to our new friend and go grab something to eat for dinner. We head home empty handed and my pockets still full of money.

