Well guys and gals...I
think the verdict is in...
My house is riddled with Mustang magazines of all kinds...yesterday I was "allowed" to drive his mistress to work. When I got home, he stopped cutting the grass to come over and rub her down, cover her up for the night, and was dying to know what I thought of the ride (he just got the car back on Friday after wrecking it 2 weeks ago...with mods of course)...
I told him she's "sex on wheels" and I meant it...that car is just sweet to drive, a real attention getter (I think I had about 10 dates on my ride home), fun, loud, smooth, nasty...you name it, I want it
It's ALL he talked about all night..."sex on wheels huh?" he says with the biggest grin in the world. "Yep, best way I can describe it Mike"...I don't mind stroking the ego, especially when I see just how giddy he is right now...
I do believe Mike's reliving his youth...the days of him and his '65 Mustang are all coming back; he loved that car like no man should LOL...even our friends are talking about how he's just out driving around, coming by to see people he hasn't seen in a while to show off the car. He's in love with the car and I think that's his focus now. He knows I want more for my Mustang too, and he's quick with his plans for her...he's been doing a ton of research for both cars as of late...
...that HD is collecting dust AND costing him money...not giving him any pleasure whatsoever...
If any of this were truly about safety or his fears, I'd think he'd stop riding in shorts and the illegal skid lid
Nope, it's her...my new competition in life...
I'm still not selling Caesar, especially for some gal he's fallen for