This was my first car.
Despite looking badass it had more bondo than Kenny Rogers’s face. When I was twelve I got a job delivering the Houston Chronicle and another cleaning animal shit so by the time I was 16 had saved $3200 and this baby was mine. A week later the engine blew up in Hockley TX.
It broke down everywhere. Weimer TX, Las Cruces New Mexico, Kearny Nebraska. Regardless, when I was 18 I put everything I owned in it and moved to Los Angeles to become a rock star… but ended up delivering pizza and surfing everyday. At one point I disassembled the entire car and had it in the living room. When I put it back together there were several left over parts so I just tossed em in the trash. It still ran… Sorta. The brakes always went out and sent me flying through paused traffic but there was always an escape route cutting through a gas station, parking lot or swerving into the HOV lane except the one time David, Shawn and I smashed into a pawn shop. Couple sledge hammer blows to the hood and the Mustang was fixed. Another time I backed my moms shitty Chrysler into my mustang and totaled her car. To fix the Mustang I just yanked the fender back out with my hands. While driving in Huntington Beach CA something large fell off my car. I pulled over to see what it was and eventually realized the rear window had fallen off and slid under a truck without breaking. I put it in the back seat.
No way in hell this thing would pass inspection so I made my own inspection stickers. We took it storm chasing all the time even when the passenger window didn’t roll up. In order to get the windshield wipers to work I had to take out the stereo and jerk the wiper arms manually. My idiot friends discarded empty beer cans through the hole in the floor board and every new engine noise and new smell accelerated my stress levels. Whenever I was stranded I would figure out a way to fix it, once rigging the carburetor with a piece of wood, and the dangling bumper with a baby shoe. For 13 years I drove this piece of crap all over the country and oddly enough looking back I wouldn’t change it for anything.
