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- Houston,Tx
- My Car
- 1971 mustang Mach 1, 429CJ, J Code SOLD 3/2016
1971 Boss 351 Mustang
Medium Yellow Gold
From Kim Miller Collection
I told this story to Don and he encouraged me to tell my story to everyone. So here is my story of how I ended up here on the 71 73 Forum.
If you have not figured it out I am sort of seasoned. I graduated high school in May of 1972, May 19, 1972 to be exact. I remember the day well not just because I graduated but that was the day I took delivery of my 72 Mustang Mach 1. I went with my mother to the Ford dealership to place an order for my car a couple of months before. After many arguments with my Dad who wanted me to buy a Ford pickup. He finally relented and allowed me to trade the hand me down car I was driving, a 67 RS Camaro.
The Mach 1 just happened to come in of all days on the day I graduated making all 21 of my classmates think my parents "gave" me the car for graduation. They gave me the Camaro to trade. I paid $86.00 a month for three years for the new Mustang.
I ended up dating a beautiful girl in that Mach 1. She was two years behind me but we ended up getting married in 1973. We later moved from north Texas to Houston in 1975 where I got a job. We sold the Mach 1 in 1977 to a high school kid. I saw the car one more time about a year later and ended up stopping the kid to ask if he wanted to sell the car back. He said he would call me if he decided to sell but he never did. Never saw the car again.
So, I lost that original car but never lost that beautiful girl who went with me to Houston 300 miles away from our parents to start a new life together. When we had the gold Mach 1 my girlfriend had given me a little wooden rat that we hung from the windshield. I had completely forgotten about that until I got the 71 Mach 1 on December 24, 2013. Not long after unloading it off the trailer my wife brought me "Back of Rat", that little wooden rat that use to hang off the rearview mirror. We called him that because no matter how we tried to make him face us he would turn towards the hood to see where we were heading. That was Back of Rat. She handed the little rat and told me to put him in his place so I did. He still faces forward like he did 41 years ago!
My wife and I have been a team for 40 years of marriage. We had one daughter (two years after we got married in case you are wondering!) who followed me into my profession. (You will have to guess what that is)
My Mustang is more than a car for me. It is a time machine that takes me back in time. It is way more car than I could have ever bought back then which makes it even more special. My car with any luck will out live me. I am more than an owner of a classic Mustang. I am a caretaker who knows that one day someone else will get to enjoy it as much as I do.
What about you? Do you have a connection to your car that is very personnel? What is your story?
If you have not figured it out I am sort of seasoned. I graduated high school in May of 1972, May 19, 1972 to be exact. I remember the day well not just because I graduated but that was the day I took delivery of my 72 Mustang Mach 1. I went with my mother to the Ford dealership to place an order for my car a couple of months before. After many arguments with my Dad who wanted me to buy a Ford pickup. He finally relented and allowed me to trade the hand me down car I was driving, a 67 RS Camaro.
The Mach 1 just happened to come in of all days on the day I graduated making all 21 of my classmates think my parents "gave" me the car for graduation. They gave me the Camaro to trade. I paid $86.00 a month for three years for the new Mustang.
I ended up dating a beautiful girl in that Mach 1. She was two years behind me but we ended up getting married in 1973. We later moved from north Texas to Houston in 1975 where I got a job. We sold the Mach 1 in 1977 to a high school kid. I saw the car one more time about a year later and ended up stopping the kid to ask if he wanted to sell the car back. He said he would call me if he decided to sell but he never did. Never saw the car again.
So, I lost that original car but never lost that beautiful girl who went with me to Houston 300 miles away from our parents to start a new life together. When we had the gold Mach 1 my girlfriend had given me a little wooden rat that we hung from the windshield. I had completely forgotten about that until I got the 71 Mach 1 on December 24, 2013. Not long after unloading it off the trailer my wife brought me "Back of Rat", that little wooden rat that use to hang off the rearview mirror. We called him that because no matter how we tried to make him face us he would turn towards the hood to see where we were heading. That was Back of Rat. She handed the little rat and told me to put him in his place so I did. He still faces forward like he did 41 years ago!
My wife and I have been a team for 40 years of marriage. We had one daughter (two years after we got married in case you are wondering!) who followed me into my profession. (You will have to guess what that is)
My Mustang is more than a car for me. It is a time machine that takes me back in time. It is way more car than I could have ever bought back then which makes it even more special. My car with any luck will out live me. I am more than an owner of a classic Mustang. I am a caretaker who knows that one day someone else will get to enjoy it as much as I do.
What about you? Do you have a connection to your car that is very personnel? What is your story?
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