In August of 2009 I saw something at the house of an aquaitance of mine that I just had to have. Sitting in the driveway was a 1965 Mustang coupe. it neede a lot of work, but I had to have it. after talking to the owner of the car I found out it was for sell for $200. being a young man who didn’t have 2 nickles to rub together, I had to regretably turn down the offer. About 2 weeks later I saw the same man at a jobsite I was working on. I couldn’t help thinking about the car again, so I asked him if he still had it, to which he explained to me that his wife told him that the car had to go. to this I asked him again how much he wanted, because I was willing to find someone who could buy it from. He told me the words I never thought would come from any bodys mouth He stated that if I wanted the car I just neede to get a trailor, come to his house and pick it up, all I would have to pay was the Back taxes on it. beleive it or not I got my first Mustang ( a 65 for that matter) for a wopping $43.56. I still love that car.