From as far back as I can remember I have wanted to own a 1967 Mustang fastback.
It arrived today!
The coupe was always going to be the "gap filler" until I could get my hands on a fastback.
I intend to keep the coupe and enjoy it once it is on the road.
This baby is going on to a rottisserie in the shed as soon as I can find one.
Nearly didnt make it though!
Took it for a spin up to my mechanics as soon as it arrived, (on his trade plate) and got it up on the hoist.
Few suprises but nothing that cant be fixed.
On the way home, in the rain i "broke traction" (as opposed to "broke wind") at just the wrong time (it was an accident, honest!).
Mr plod didnt believe me and for a little while it looked like my new toy was going to get a short "holiday" at the police compound!!
I have worked closely with the constabulary in a previous life (fireman) and they are generaly great people with a tough job.
This one though was a dead set pr%ck!!
Anyway, long story short- its in the shed.
I still have to wear earplugs to bed though.
I can still hear my departed wife saying "you did what????"!!
What do you guys think?