So I haven’t much had time to post on the web site nearly as much as I would’ve liked, owing to how much I’ve been dealing with my pops manage his super nutball midlife crisis. True, I suppose it’s not as far gone as it might be. The thing is, the way he played it out was he got all done up like he was Fonzie or something, and come over to my crib and tell me, in his “coolest” tone of voice: “Hop in, dude, you and I are going to be shopping for some classic Mustangs for sale. You got it, son, I’m going to do this thing.”
So next him and me were on our way to a few of those wild vintage car lots that I’m just about sure are owned by the mob, and I watch my dad cut a check right there on the spot, for an extremely gleaming classic mustang. I have to admit, it’s quite purchase. It had a great sound as well.
Notice that I wrote that last sentence in a past tense. It sounded great for a short time, at which point it totally broke down. My Dad says that it is just a simple problem and he just needs to find the right part. Of course, it is not as straightforward to locate 1967 Mustang parts as it was some a thousand years ago, but Dad swears there’s a pretty nice-sized aftermarket for them in spite of their age. As far as my Dad tells me the nicest way to buy parts for classic Ford Mustangs is by way of internet auctions, because you can get them refurbbed and sometimes as good as they were 30 years ago. They’re only sometimes a steal, however… After all, they are half-century old classic car parts.
I guess it could’ve been worse… Imagine if he would’ve bought a volkswagen bus.
