Like a kid in a candy store

I’m feeling like a kid who just spent the morning in a candy store.

Today I boosted my ‘88 Mustang GT and took it to Da Silva Racing for a check up. It’s probably going to need a little surgery before it’s ripping up the asphalt again but I don’t care. I’m just happy to hear the growl of the 5.0 and watch people run for the curb when I drive down the street.

Da Silva Racing is booked solid with guys adding headers, superchargers and other modifications to their Mustangs. It’s been a while since I’ve been in a garage where there are nothing but Mustangs and grown men comparing their horsepower (I might have to turn the comments off for this post).

In December I plan to restore my ‘88 Cobra—body work, paint job, B303 camshaft and maybe a few other goodies. For now I just want to get it back on the road and drive it as much as possible. It’s been over a year since I took it for a spin and I forgot how much I missed driving it.

Posted in Personal at 3:13 PM