PS:
I've had this car for 2 years next month. When I bought it she had 62,400 miles. Wel I drove it 375 miles home which brings us to 62,750 at my old house. So in 2 years I've put about 2,300 miles on it.
Some of you would say, "What good is it if you don't drive it?"
I have a friend who's a year older than me with a 92 GT. We are as different as night and day about cars. He has a (Ghey to me) Ford license plate cover that has the blue oval in 3 places, "Ford" written on the back glass, and all this stupid after market stuff in the interior. A short throw shifter (I've had them before) and a que ball knob that's red, racing seats which I sold to him and other garbage on his car.
It makes me sick. He's changed the suspension repeatedly, he has racing front suspension and a arms and the whole steering bracket, he has this and that.
Yet where ever we go people ask about the coupe. Why? Cause any asshat can throw their money at ANY car and get a cool look. But it takes a man to leave a car as what it was the first time he saw it. I have the original TB, MAF, pullies, and 5 star poneys up in the attic. This car has the original CD player (that will soon be replaced cause it keeps trying to load an invisible cd), the original shifter, interior, springs, fuel pump, intake, motor all together is original. It has the same dings in the trunk that my buddy pulled when slamming gears. It has the original fan. The original sun visors that are falling apart. The original crappy floor mats. The original lights. The original console, and seats, and exhaust pipes after the mufflers, the original 3.08:1 gears, tranny, and original everything except teh MAF, TB, and hood which I let go and wish I had back.
It is what it was in 1993. I can take this car to original in less than a day including getting tires for the wheels. It is what it was and it's frozen in history for me, and no body else.