I was putting air in my tire the night before last when a boy, no older than 10 came over and asked me if I had a Shelby Mustang. I said no, it's a Mustang II. (My fault for painting it silver and black) He asked what a Mustang II was and I explained then he followed up by saying "oh, I thought it was a Shelby. I was going to say, man, that guy's a lucky b*st*rd." I could do nothing but drop my jaw a little and before I could say anything, he walked away. I could not stop laughing afterward. Can't say that's ever happened to me before.