The car is purchased, you carefully get inside, making sure you knock the dirt from your shoes before you touch the floor. Extra socks are brought to put over the pedals so they won't be scuffed. After turning the key, waiting for the fuel pump to prime, the engine is started. Easily the clutch is pressed in. The shifter is moved from neutral to first gear. Never before has a Mustang been so easily moved by letting out on the clutch with the utmost finesse. Slowly driven across the parking lot to what seems to be a waiting enclosed trailer. The Cobra sees it new home in sight, But wait... Something inside rages! Screw the trailer! The Loud pedal is hammered, 6250 RPM fuel cutoff is here! Clutch is dumped, held on to first as long as should be, 2nd is power shifted into being! Hammer down for 3rd! and 4th isn't that far behind.
The look on the sellers face would be priceless....
Your a twisted man, but I agree in a way. I can't baby cars, I rip the piss out of everything. But with that said I would never buy this car knowing that's the way I am. I respect the history and the value but that's why i got a gt, no one cares if you beat it to death
If i won the lotto and bought that car...i'd prob do it too!
Hell, everyone here's prob heard my BMW fantasy right?? If i ever win the lottery, i'm buying the baddest BMW M6 around...and then torching it and bashing it with a sledgehammer in my driveway and let the carcass rust in the weather.
CLEAN!! it was definitely tucked away in a nice clean place for many years, anybody wanna lend me 20 grand first thing i would do is put a giant stroker in it and stuff in a Precision 101 MM turbo on it..................then put a chute on the back what the hell
But it makes me wonder...17 year old car, 1700 miles. WHat sort of shape is the inside of that engine in? I bet eveything is stained orange. I wonder what other sort of probs it has from sitting all it's life. Oils do have shelf life.