cosmic debris

I think I'm about out of Mustang stories for now. But here are a few quickies:

• when it was still black primer we drove it to Key West. All the locals waved to us like we were locals. Very cool.
• a hubcap careened off on I-77 southbound just after that big collision center on the right, just before the bridge before exit 25. It's probably still there if you look down in the bushes.
  
• this is also the spot where the head gasket blew, on a different day.
• when it rained, sometimes even with the hood vent cover on, my feet got wet.
• it had spiders. little tiny spiders. so I used alot of Raid. I got pulled over late one night and the cops were bored, so they called for backup and searched the car. One cop came back and asked,'what's that SMELL?' Well officer, what does it smell like? "Smells like...Raid!' To which I of course reply, that's what it is. He appeared to question it, like who in the world would use Raid in the car?
• when I moved to North Carolina I had my uncle pack the enchanted trunk. We still talk about it.
• when I requested a deep dark blue for the new paint, the &^%** at the paint shop refused to do just dark blue, and added all sorts of NASTY shiny fleck to offset the imperfections. I embraced the minor dent defects, but this #%^* did it his way in the end. I cried for days. If it happened now, I'd insist he do it my way as I was the one paying for the service.