It was a long long time ago, in a world where steering wheels and driver's seats were opposed . . . the Mustang was a plain Jane. From the fake wire hubcaps to the tattered Nauga Hide upholstery, she was a standard C code Mustang from the shore of California.
Still, she was a sexy dream waiting for someone to wake her up and realise her potential.
This pic shows how the Austang looked when I first brought her home.
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