Blckstng93
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Blckstng93
Whats up? Ive been posting for a few days now but havent formally introduced myself so lets get it out of the way shall we?
My name is Frank and live in PA. I own a black on black 93 GT hatch thats still practically stock. Its got an AOD, Flowmaster exhaust w/ 2 chambers, subframe connectors, and a 3.73 rear. I got her stock on April 31, 1997 with 21k original miles. Right now theres a little over 136k miles on her and has been in two accidents but she just wont quit.
Ive loved Mustangs since i was maybe 10. Was a 65-66 GT350 at a show somewhere. As soon as the owner fired it up, i was hooked on them. My personal favorites are the 65-66, 87-93, and the 05. My hobbies are Hot Wheels, specifically the 65 Mustang, Custom Mustang, Boss Hoss, and the 05 so if you collect them to, feel free to say hello.
Some poetry...
MIDNIGHT RIDER
Off in his 'stang black as night he sped
thoughts and emotions racin through his head
he searches for the horizon beyond the desert bed
but will he ever return or end up as dead
he sees nothing but green no such thing as red
his rare breed indeed she loves to be fed
like a slug from a .45 she has been bred
off in his 'stang black as night he fled
this is the life of the midnight rider he led...
My name is Frank and live in PA. I own a black on black 93 GT hatch thats still practically stock. Its got an AOD, Flowmaster exhaust w/ 2 chambers, subframe connectors, and a 3.73 rear. I got her stock on April 31, 1997 with 21k original miles. Right now theres a little over 136k miles on her and has been in two accidents but she just wont quit.
Ive loved Mustangs since i was maybe 10. Was a 65-66 GT350 at a show somewhere. As soon as the owner fired it up, i was hooked on them. My personal favorites are the 65-66, 87-93, and the 05. My hobbies are Hot Wheels, specifically the 65 Mustang, Custom Mustang, Boss Hoss, and the 05 so if you collect them to, feel free to say hello.
Some poetry...
MIDNIGHT RIDER
Off in his 'stang black as night he sped
thoughts and emotions racin through his head
he searches for the horizon beyond the desert bed
but will he ever return or end up as dead
he sees nothing but green no such thing as red
his rare breed indeed she loves to be fed
like a slug from a .45 she has been bred
off in his 'stang black as night he fled
this is the life of the midnight rider he led...