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My first sports car after a lifetime of motorcycles. Ghost. After my younger brother got his first car after getting his license (a Focus) he started making fun of my aging Focus. I had never cared about the car because motorcycles was where it all was for me. As any level minded, calm, and collected individual would do, I immediately went to the dealer and bought a 2016 Mustang GT the next day. While I have always liked cars I never felt the same attachment to them as I did motorcycles. This all changed as I drove this around. It was love at first drive and I never looked back. Within a couple weeks I added jacking rails to make working on it easier, followed by a cat back exhaust, then a maximum of a month would go by before I'd add something else. I added shocks, struts, springs, sway bars. I changed the shifter, got catless longtubes, wider wheels (love the red), spoiler, and on and on and on. I turned it into the Ghost I wanted it to be. It handled like a much lighter car and could take corners like no other. It was loud and beautiful. So many people I knew were hating on the choices I made. Why did I get a white car? Why would I get red wheels? Why, why, why? Everyone had an opinion. But, once I was done, even my most vocal critic ended up loving it. Snapping pictures and showing his friends. I couldn't go anywhere without anyone taking a picture or commenting on it. I loved my Mustang. Sadly this is where the good ends. I headed to Summit Point one weekend, full of excitement to participate in a Trackcross. It had rained overnight and I didn't know the course that well but I was determined to show that this was not only to look at. It could shred with the best of them. A healthy application of throttle coming out of a corner and I ended up in a wall backwards at about 80MPH. Ghost is dead. I had great times with my car. It was a true work horse. I believe cars (and motorcycles) are beautiful in their use, not just sitting pretty in a garage. It was my commuter, my weekender, my road tripper, and my track car. It's been all the way from New York to Florida. I had many good times with it and it will be missed. Now on to the next car, the next memory, and the next project...
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