In 1988 my dad factory ordered a maroon 1989 Mustang GT. It was the car that drove me home from the hospital when I was born, the car I grew up in and my dream car. My dad traded it in for an Explorer in 1996 and in 2004 we decided to look for it. We looked up tons of information to try and find it and we found out it would be several counties away. We searched through several junkyards and other places but couldn’t find it. Years later I found out the car had been wrecked in 2002 by a drunk driver. I went to that town and asked the only junkyard owner in that town if he had it, and said he had it for years but finally scrapped it. I now have a 2000 Mustang V6, but hope someday to have a new GT 5.0L.