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| Our 2000 Mustang GT Convertible at Myrtle Beach in 2007 |
Today Mrs. AOW is taking our Mustang to a friend so that he can arrange the sale of the car that Mrs. AOW love so much.
I haven't been able to drive since I had a stroke, and since Mrs. AOW's detached retina, she really shouldn't ride in a convertible with the top down. What's the point of having a convertible if you can't take the top down?
Mrs. AOW bought the car on her 49th birthday in 2001. "My midlife crisis!" she said.
We had such good times with that car from 2001-2009. I wonder how many times I washed and shined her? Thousands, I guess.
But now the time has come to say goodbye to her. Depressing!
Mrs. AOW and I are telling ourselves that we should be glad that we ever owned a car as special as our Mustang. I even won 2nd place in a national car show. Not much consolation, though.
On Tuesday, I drove our Mustang one last time when my friend Steve came over to help me get into the car. I'm not ready to drive in traffic, so I just drove her up and down our side street.
Getting old is a bitch!
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My car of a lifetime is gone now; it's way west with our friend who is brokering the sale. I'm quite averse to materialism, and that Mustang was the one and only extravagance I've ever had.
The end of an era. The end of a most enjoyable stage of my life. No more youth!
I HATE THIS STAGE OF LIFE!
The carport, built specifically as the pocket for The Pony sits empty. Looks strange! Forlorn!
The friend who is selling her for us had one of his workers take me back home -- in a 2011 5.0 Mustang. It may have more horses than our 2000 Mustang GT, but that 5.0 doesn't ride as well and doesn't have nearly the same good visibility as the body style the 2000 Mustang GT.
I'm SO SORRY about this.....what a beautiful car.
My first car was a Mustang, 1969...from Grandpa on my high school graduation. Loved that car, but not nearly as much as you two clearly love that mustang.
Yes, getting older SUCKS ;-) :(
Well you two, I had a car of a lifetime too. But mine was a 914 Porsche. Damn, I loved that car. That was 40 years ago in my mostly bachelor days. Now I'm a Pick-up guy that now gets "Old Man Pick-ups".
Scherie's first car was a brand new '72 baby blue Mustang that she had saved for.
It got stolen once and when she got home, her mother called to inform her that detectives were looking for her in connection with a robbery.
Her car had been the getaway vehicle.
It was found later.
Like Odie, I'm a pickup guy.
I had a GTO convertible once.
It was a young man's car.
My first new car was a '66 Vette. Got stolen while I was on my honeymoon in '69 while we were in the Virgin Islands!
Never did find it...but I found out who stole it.
Our Mustang has many after-market goodies on her. Below are a few specifics:
18" chrome wheels with low-profile tires
custom tail lights and custom headlights
special rear end, with extra gears
lowering springs
billet aluminum interior items (knobs, door handles, gear-shift knob)
Over the years (2005-now), we fixed her up the exact way that we wanted so as to love driving her for the rest of our lives.
Yeah, we're bummed out by having to give her up.
Erratum: 2001-now. We got the Mustang in 2001.
On the plus drive, Mr. AOW's friend Steve said that Mr. AOW did fine with his driving on our little side street. Maybe he'll be able to do at least some driving within a few months. He hasn't driven at all since September 15, 2009 -- except for driving the scooter, which he occasionally flips over.
A sad day for you both, as you point out getting old sucks.
Getting old while being healthy is great, but few are blessed this way.
It's a beautiful car i understand your grief.
Will,
And our grief over having to give up our beautiful Mustang is raw right now. Pure misery.
I'm so sorry to learn that the time has come for you to sell the Mustang. I know how much you loved that vehicle. You always spoke so fondly of it.
From the photo, it was indeed a lovely, stylish car. And yes, it does remind one of one's youth. Convertible cars are always such a joy to drive or ride in.
Never mind! You have had many wonderful times in that car, I feel sure; think of them, and savour them.
By the way, don't think of this as an age thing. For you both, it's a question of practicality. Driving a convertible car having had a detached retina wouldn't be good for anyone at any age.
Look forward to your next stylish car, and give thanks.
Chins up!
Mark,
Yes, we had many wonderful times in that car, usually with Mr. AOW at the wheel. What gets to us is that we'll never have the same kind of good times again.
Now, of course, Mr. AOW doesn't drive. Even worse is getting into and out of any vehicle -- except for the handicapped-equipped van that we bought last September.
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