My first Mustang rings of Bob's story.In 1979, I saw an add in the Sacramento Bee stating "1968 Mustang for sale, needs engine rebuild." I went to look at it, and the father of the kid who owned it comes out and shows the car to me. It's pretty beat up inside, with mismatched torn seats, and a chain steering wheel. So like Bob, I put on the coveralls and crawl under it. The ball joints were shot and the rear end was sagging. The radiator had rust stains running down it, the hood had water/rust stains from where the radiator had blown, the dash was missing it's pad. But closer inspection showed a air fitting under the license plate(for the rear air shocks), a nice set of Crager 5 spoke mags, and a perfect body with decent paint under a layer of grime. They wanted 700 for it, and I offered 400 and the dad said, "sold, the title is in my name, he knocked up his girlfriend and this will help pay for the wedding and baby!"
Upon cleaning out the truck I came across various assortments of ladies lingerie, so I guess the car might of been involved in the boy's "situation".
Loved that car and should have kept it! If we could only go back in time!