As many of you know we bought a brand new car at the beginning of this month. Last week we drove it to Arizona due to a family emergency.

Tomorrow we leave for Utah and a wedding. So the new car is at the dealership getting an oil change. It’s early, but I don’t want to mess with finding a dealership while on the road.

That brings me to my baby. My precious and trusty car for the last six years. My 200,000 mile 1996 Ford Mustang. I love that car and today while the new one is being serviced, I get to drive it.

She rattles like no other, she’s getting old. But she handles turns like a dream. She never hesitates and always gives me power and acceleration when I ask for it.

Long live the American Muscle Car.