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Growing up my dad had always wanted to purchase a Mustang. He had taken early retirement at 60 years old and seriously started looking at a Mustang as his next car of choice. He looked at many but the little red Mustang ll caught his eye and he convinced my mom that the little red girl was the one. He couldn’t wait to call me and tell me that he had purchased it. Dad came over to my apartment, picked me up and took me over to the house to see her. My dad loved his new car but didn’t have an opportunity to drive it for very long as he had a stroke and couldn’t drive any more. When ever he had to go to the doctor, I made sure to take him in his red jewel, so although he couldn’t drive he would have an opportunity to be in it. He never regained his health and before he passed away he signed his very special car to me.
I drove my dad’s car every day to work until 3 years ago until she was hurting for a lot more TLC than I could continue to give her. My husband promised to restore her for me and I must admit that I wasn’t totally convinced that he would do it as it was a large undertaking. I only expected for him to get the car running again, but as you can see he has gone far beyond that and restored her back to original condition. The car I loved driving for many years that held tremendous amount of sentimental value for me, is back on the road again and looking and running pretty sweet…..I’m sure my dad would have been pretty proud of how she looks.
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