This is really my husband's story:
That car seduced me! In 1971 when I was 19 I looked for my first car at all the local used car dealerships. No luck, until my mom spotted a newspaper ad and suggested I check it out.
I went to look her over--a Meadowlark Yellow 1968 Mustang with black C-stripes and a black interior. It whispered my name--repeatedly. It knew it had me. I was taken!
Because it had a 6-cylinder engine and automatic transmission, it was considered a compact car, so as a 19-year old male I could afford the insurance on it. I plunked down $1600 and brought my beauty home. I caressed her with soap and water and layers of wax. We had some unforgettable adventures together.
In 1977 I wooed my future wife, driving 120 miles every time I wanted to see her. She was as smitten as I over my beautiful Mustang. We've shared some great rides through the years.
It's been a 43-year affair full of memorable road trips and a few misadventures. I wouldn't have missed it for anything!