My Dad bought a 1988 GT, black with silver ground effects and T-tops off the showroom floor. Beautiful car. As I came into my driving years I became enthralled with that car. The hatchback, the note of the exhaust, the style… I loved it. Before I was road legal my Dad took me to a secluded spot and put me behind that 5.0 and manual T5. I was bad. stalled it, jerky starts and stop… but I was hooked. I ended up purchasing a 1995 GT (last year of that 5.0 I loved) with his guidance. I modded it pretty heavily and we wrenched on it together. I’ll never forget.
I lost my Dad 4 years ago and the Mustang is a memory that constantly reminds me of him. Thank you Ford for an awesome machine and the ability to remember some great times I had with my Dad.