I met this young lady at a dance and I was in love. I asked her if she wanted to go on a Mustang Club tour to Mt. Rainier the next day. She said yes. The next day I picked her up in my new 1966 GT convertible and we drove up to the mountain with 30 other Mustangs. We all took the ski lift up to the top of Crystal Mountain and had a great picnic. She brought a basket for the two of us with chicken and cold white wine and other goodies. The sky was blue, the air was warm and my heart was beating fast. A year later we were married. 47 years and two kids I still have the mustang and the same wife. Good thing comes in pairs. The Mustang does have a year seniority.