Did
I forget to tell you I got one for Christmas? It's parked in our
barn, waiting for sunny warm spring days. My friends know I am passionate
about sports cars, particularly shiny red ones. I love the rumbling
purr of a big V-8 engine while driving down country roads with the
wind in my hair as I smoothly shift that racy 6-speed manual
transmission. A dream come true, since I really missed my '94
Camaro.
Except
this dream is a little different. It's true that I'll have the wind
in my hair, but I won't be on a country road. I'll be mowing the
grass at Ireland Acres with the Troy-bilt Mustang RZT that we bought
from my late father-in-law's estate.
Sorry,
I couldn't resist the temptation to lead you on for a minute. I've been thinking about a Mustang
for a while now...I probably should have specified a Ford.
“Be
careful what you wish for; you just might get it.” - Wise old
saying
“If
everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough.”
- Mario Andretti
