|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!