I was about 20 years old and I saw in the grocery parking lot a 67 Mustang for sale. The guy who owned it was a year under me in school. We loved each other’s cars. Only by accident my 87 Camaro sport coupe and his 67 Mustang were the same dark blue, same Mangles 5 star rims, white letter tires. They perfectly complemented each other. I called my dad and wanted to know if he could help me get it. He said sure, but you can’t have both. 🤦🏻♂️ That was the end of that.
