Over the years my parents have bought, raced, fixed up, sold, burnt rubber and cruised in over 12 different Mustangs. Ranging from a 1965 to a 2005. Growing up I was always a passenger usually getting whip lash when my Dad would come to a complete stop on a back county road then completely flooring it. I always felt so cool riding in the passenger seat and couldn't wait until I was old enough to drive. As a matter of fact I didn't wait. One summer night when I was 15 years old my parents left me and some friends home alone for the evening. I searched the drawers for any keys I could find because all we wanted to do was get out of the house and drive around in anything that had 4 wheels, it just happened that the only set of keys I could find in the house were the keys to my Mom's Hot Red 1969 Mach 1...Don't get me wrong I did think twice about taking her most prized possession off the property when I didn't even have my driver's permit, but back then being a rebel was cool. So of course we fired her up and off we went. We cruised past my buddies house at around midnight, burnt a little rubber here and there and returned to the house after about a 15 mile long joy ride, parked her back in the garage exactly how we found her and never got caught. About 8 years later after I graduated from college I finally told them that story, and I think my parents were angry at first, but secretly proud that I had pulled off such a stunt without getting caught.
In the fall of 2004 my senior year of high school the magazines and TV commercials advertising the new 2005 "retro" version of the Mustang definitely caught my family's attention. Of course we all thought it looked really cool, but all I was thinking was..."Hmmm I need a new car before I go off to college, but how can I possibly convince my parents to buy me a BRAND NEW MUSTANG." I thought it was next to impossible, so I started planning, dropping hints such as "Ya know guys, we are a mustang family, and I am the only one who hasn't had one yet." So I thought the only way I can get one is by making bets with my Dad, because he always follows through even if he loses bets. So of course he made bets such as, "If your volleyball wins the State Championship I'll let you get new tires and wheels for your Chevy Blazer." I turned that bet into "If my team wins the State Championship I get a new 2005 Ford Mustang." We never shook on it, but after my team WON the State Volleyball Championship we did start going to a few Ford dealerships "just to look." One being on vacation in Palm Springs, we talked to a salesman named "Tony Sanchez" he was really trying to sell us on buying a new Mustang, I thought awesome this guy is on my side, because I'm trying to sell my parents on a new mustang too! We declined shook his hand and continued on with our vacation...sigh, but I thought ok we are still closer to making a purchase than we were 4 months ago... Fast forward to Spring of 2005 at the State Track and Field Championships I'm competing for a medal in the High Jump. I was ranked among the other jumpers around 4th or 5th place so Dad thinks this might be a safe bet to make. Shakes my hand and says, "If you win 1st place in the State High Jump, Mom and I will buy you a new 2005 Ford Mustang." I'm thinking WOW no pressure here. So I was so nervous I nearly scratched out at the opening height, but at the end of the day after I grind-ed it out I was the CHAMPION and I was about to be the owner of my DREAM CAR!! After I received my Gold Medal I went to hug both of my parents and the first words that came out of my mouth were "Well, I guess we are going back to see Tony Sanchez"
When I actually got my car it was surprise for my 18th Birthday. Dad had it parked in the garage, parking lights on, blasting Whitesnake's Here I go again. I thought there she sits, better than any State Championship Trophy or any Gold Medal. It was my most cherished Award of all time. A bright yellow 2005 Ford Mustang. I washed it about 4 times a week that summer. But after 5 years with that beauty we realized that it'll be a long time before it becomes a classic and her value would only go down. I picked up Snowboarding, got a dog, and realized Black leather interior with a white dog was not going to work, and two wheel-rear wheel drive was not going to get me up to the mountain. So we sold it. I got something more practical. About 3 months later I saw the new owner driving it, and actually shed a tear because he just didn't look right in it, my car looked unhappy if that is at all possible for a vehicle. Those of you who love their cars as much as I loved that car know exactly what I mean.
We still have that Hot Red 1969 Mach 1 and a Blue 1970 Mach 1 with a 428CJ. I'm responsible and of driving age now and my wonderful parents actually let me drive them whenever I feel. They would be driven much more if we didn't live in the rainy Pacific Northwest. But at the end of the day we are a Mustang Family and always will be. Happy 50th Anniversary to the most beautiful car ever made!! We love you Ford Mustang!!