When I was 12, my Dad bought a '72 Dodge Charger, exactly like this one. It had a 318 V8 in it, and it flew. We also had an AMC Gremlin, JUST like this one, that became my car once I got my license at 16 (and I drove it until I was 23!) Oh, sorry, back to the Charger. When I got my license, the big deal with my girl friends was for me to borrow Dad's Charger and we would "cruise Los Gatos". The car was amazing to drive. Everyone looked at it, because of the color, and I just loved it. When I was about 26, my Dad told me he was selling it, and I tried to buy it from him, but he sold it to some guys instead. That was a truly sad day!
Fast forward to March of 2010. I got a flat tire in TWO places on the freeway on a Saturday morning on my way to get my hair done. I was annoyed. Steven was beyond annoyed! The tire was so tight on my Hyundai Santa Fe that we had to get help to change it and the guy who helped actually STOOD on the tire iron! Anyhow, as Steven was working through all of this, he mumbled "Well now I suppose you need a new car." Uh. What? He said it again. That was all I needed. I'm pretty sure that was permission..
For MONTHS, I'd been eyeing the new Ford Mustangs, well actually the 2007-2009 Mustangs, because I don't like the taillights on the 2010's. The new body style was really appealing to me, but I had no idea why. So, on the Monday after "Hyundai Flat Tire Saturday", I went into work, and just for laughs, filled out a car loan application online with the credit union. Imagine my surprise when it was approved! I told Steven about it and told him I was going to start looking for a used Mustang. I was SO excited all day, but knew it was going to take forever to find. The credit union had given me a 10 day window to get a car. gulp. $20,000 and 10 days. Could I do it? After work, I drove to the local Ford dealer and started walking around the lot. A guy came up, obviously a new guy, and asked if he could help me. I started to decline, but then felt bad for him and said "Sure, I'm looking for a 2007-2009 Mustang, with the lowest miles possible." He asked my budget and I told him I wasn't ready to discuss that until I found THE car. Meanwhile, I was gazing over his shoulder at a bright red Mustang that was $21.995. He poined to that one first, saying "This is a 2010, with 15,000 miles on it, gorgeous car." I walked around it and said "No, I don't like it, I don't like the taillights." So we kept walking and he pointed out various cars with 50k, 75k, and even 80k miles. All within my price range, but too many miles. When he was done, he said "Would you do me a favor and just drive the red one? It's a killer deal and I really think you'll like it, if you can just get past the taillights." This isn't the first car I've purchased, so I knew this was bad, but I also knew my price and that this car was too high. I shrugged, though, because it's always fun to drive a cool car and said sure. By the time I was at the edge of the lot, my heart was pounding and I knew I was in deep weeds. It wasn't until later that I realized exactly why I got in deep so fast. (I'll explain in a bit.) Anyhow, the car was absolutely fabulous and Oh. So. Red. I was grinning and gunning it and just lovin' the ride.
Back at the dealership, I calmly pulled myself together and told New Guy, "If you can get me THIS car, OUT the door, for $20K, including everything, NOT a penny over that, I'll buy it right now. You have 20 minutes, because I need to go home and make dinner." He told me he was pretty sure he could do that and scampered off to talk to the real sales folks. Ten minutes later he came back with "paper." I looked at him and shook my head and told him I was going home. He asked me what my best deal was and I told him he already knew and started to walk out. Needless to say, 1 1/2 hours later, I drove home, heart pounding, in my Candy Apple Red 2010 Ford Mustang with the two tone leather interior! Even though it's a V6, and not a GT, I am head over heels for the car, and every time I look at it I grin.
So why am I calling this a bucket list update? Because I've always wanted a red car. Always. Since I was a little kid. Always. I haven't always loved Mustangs, but I've always loved red mustangs. Well, ok, mostly I loved Red Corvettes, but I still can't have one of those. *yet*
I'm pretty sure that my Dad, who has been my guardian angel since he passed away in 1989 was behind this whole car deal. The price was insanely low for what I got, and I feel like I have my Dad riding shotgun whenever I drive it.
~ follow your bliss, always let it lead so you get to the right place. ~