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I drove a '66 Mustang. Picked it up in 1988 for $1,200 and spent most of my Junior year boring out and building a 302 (bored .30 over), Edlebrock intake, Holley Doublepumper (of course), new cam, Hooker headers (of course), etc...
I bondo'ed over the rust (was bad around all 4 fenders and you could see through the floor in the back seat), painted it primer gray, put on some chrome mags, jacked it up in the back, affixed dual glasspacks (it already had a stereo with a tape deck in it), and I was ready to go.
Drove it until halfway through my first year of college when that souped-up engine started eating the gears in that poor little C4 tranny, one gear at a time. When all I had left was reverse, I parked it and joined the Army.
When my Mom sold it, the kid that bought it said he was buying "The fastest small block in town-in reverse".

While I was stationed in Panama I got a letter from the state demanding that I show up for a hearing to determine whether or not I could keep my drivers license ( I was 19 years old, I had 6 tickets-2 neg driving, 4 speeding). I wrote them a letter telling them that I was overseas and couldn't make my hearing, so they just put me on "probation". That two years I spent "off the record" saved my driving priviledges...
