My First Mustang Gt Convertible

As a teen, I always wanted a Mustang. I could not talk my dad into it, even though I would be paying for it. He would always say it was gas, tires, oil, and insurance. So, I scored a 1970 notch back with a 6 cylinder, no air, manual steering, and a basic AM radio. Loved it. My arms grew bigger from trying to paralell park it. Not long after I got it, someone rear ended it. That was 1979. Life happened. Fast forward to 2013. I found this beautiful Stang, and I cannot believe it is mine. Thirty-four years to get my GT. The wait was worth it.