Du! My heart goes out to ya. I had my '95 honda v6 jacked from the crackamas town center just before christmas. My beloved daily driver. Ipod - dig camera - couple coats - the whole nine. Only about five hundy in christmas presents in the trunk too. No monkey back there though. Heartless suckas! So they recovered it like two months later and I went to check it out. Byatches were living in it! It was packed to the brim with clothes, fast food garbage, even a healthy supply of jimmies! I hadn't even shagged in that car. F. I hope you gets yours back. Mustangs are sweet but that old daily driver sure finds a place in the heart. Never letting you down. Taking all the abuse and not sayin a thing. Mile after mile. I'm tearing up.