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Kit Sullivan
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Kind of an odd question, but one that shows the resolve of a Mustang owner. How much do you trust your Mustang for long trips? How defiant are you in ignoring the deplorable gas mileage to just keep shelling out the money so you can enjoy more miles driven in your classic car? How much faith do you have in your own abilty to coax a dead horse from the side of the road back to life...many miles from home?
My car was brand new when I got it a "few" years ago. My home was Houston, but I took to the road without fear immediately. My girlfriend's parents lived in Austin, and we would drive there and back at least once a month for about 3 years or so. That put on some miles. My sisters lived in Dallas and Nacogdoches, and we also made those trips in my Mustang several times a year. My sister's husband owned a Pantera at the time, so I was always ready to go to Nac' so I could tool around in the Pantera for a few days. That is like a Disney vacation to a gearhead like me.
The girlfriend and I took two trips from Houston to Southern Cali for trips to the actual Disneyland...in the Mustang of course.
And we took several trips to her sisters home down in McAllen, Tx. We went into Laredo and cruised around in Mexico a few times on those trips too.
By 1980, the car had over 100,000 miles on it.
Eventually, after breaking up with the girl, I loaded up the 'Stang...moved to Southern California. Had a few girlfriends, took several trips up and down the coast: Astoria, Wa all the way down to San Diego...great coastal scenery everywhere. We always stopped and stayed overnight in a little sea-side cottage somewhere. Awesome.
Evenetually moved from California to......( get ready)....Buffalo, NY! It wasn't my plan, but I got a good job offer and I always like to see new places, so...me and Ol' Boots saddled up and did the trip across country...again.
Buffalo was great for my work...terrible for my soul. Horrible, horrible weather...especially for a southern-boy like me. Another opportunity a few years later had me moving to Boise Idaho. I absolutely loved it there, and so did 'Boots. We did a ton of exploration all over that unbelievably beautiful state, just me, the car...and the girlfriends, of course. Fabulous.
I always had the cutest and horniest girls I could coerce into taking trips with me, which of course makes the trips more memorable. Some of them didn't quite get my attachement to my " old car", but it never caused any discord.
I can surely tell you that the sport-deck rear seat earned it's keep on several occasions!
My job took me back to Buffalo a few years later, and I looked at Boise in my rearview mirror with a tear in my eye. I really loved that place and the people there.
Back in Buffalo, I met my future wife and we eagerly proceeded to make about 400 babies. ( just six really).
The wife and I took trips to Florida every year for about 8 years, and we eventually moved to Central Florida.
I have driven Ol' Boots from Florida to Carlisle, Pa 5 times for the "All Ford Nationals", and had a great trip and a good time at the event every time.
The Mustang is now relegated to car-show, cruise-night and occasional "Hey baby...let's take a little trip today" duty.
That car currently has roughly 355,000 miles on it, all put on by me. It has never left me stranded. However, I have wrecked it several times over the years, so that doesn't count...it was my fault, not the car's.
I get the same excited feeling everytime I fire up that big ol fire-breathing Cobra Jet as I did the first time I twisted that key ( the same key!) from 45 years ago.
I guess its a keeper.
Where have you been in yours?
My car was brand new when I got it a "few" years ago. My home was Houston, but I took to the road without fear immediately. My girlfriend's parents lived in Austin, and we would drive there and back at least once a month for about 3 years or so. That put on some miles. My sisters lived in Dallas and Nacogdoches, and we also made those trips in my Mustang several times a year. My sister's husband owned a Pantera at the time, so I was always ready to go to Nac' so I could tool around in the Pantera for a few days. That is like a Disney vacation to a gearhead like me.
The girlfriend and I took two trips from Houston to Southern Cali for trips to the actual Disneyland...in the Mustang of course.
And we took several trips to her sisters home down in McAllen, Tx. We went into Laredo and cruised around in Mexico a few times on those trips too.
By 1980, the car had over 100,000 miles on it.
Eventually, after breaking up with the girl, I loaded up the 'Stang...moved to Southern California. Had a few girlfriends, took several trips up and down the coast: Astoria, Wa all the way down to San Diego...great coastal scenery everywhere. We always stopped and stayed overnight in a little sea-side cottage somewhere. Awesome.
Evenetually moved from California to......( get ready)....Buffalo, NY! It wasn't my plan, but I got a good job offer and I always like to see new places, so...me and Ol' Boots saddled up and did the trip across country...again.
Buffalo was great for my work...terrible for my soul. Horrible, horrible weather...especially for a southern-boy like me. Another opportunity a few years later had me moving to Boise Idaho. I absolutely loved it there, and so did 'Boots. We did a ton of exploration all over that unbelievably beautiful state, just me, the car...and the girlfriends, of course. Fabulous.
I always had the cutest and horniest girls I could coerce into taking trips with me, which of course makes the trips more memorable. Some of them didn't quite get my attachement to my " old car", but it never caused any discord.
I can surely tell you that the sport-deck rear seat earned it's keep on several occasions!
My job took me back to Buffalo a few years later, and I looked at Boise in my rearview mirror with a tear in my eye. I really loved that place and the people there.
Back in Buffalo, I met my future wife and we eagerly proceeded to make about 400 babies. ( just six really).
The wife and I took trips to Florida every year for about 8 years, and we eventually moved to Central Florida.
I have driven Ol' Boots from Florida to Carlisle, Pa 5 times for the "All Ford Nationals", and had a great trip and a good time at the event every time.
The Mustang is now relegated to car-show, cruise-night and occasional "Hey baby...let's take a little trip today" duty.
That car currently has roughly 355,000 miles on it, all put on by me. It has never left me stranded. However, I have wrecked it several times over the years, so that doesn't count...it was my fault, not the car's.
I get the same excited feeling everytime I fire up that big ol fire-breathing Cobra Jet as I did the first time I twisted that key ( the same key!) from 45 years ago.
I guess its a keeper.
Where have you been in yours?
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