The best looking of all classic Mustangs (with the possible exception of the '65 Fastback).
With machines such es this one available, I will never understand why anybody would want to drive a 4-cylinder, FWD, anemic little grocery-getter...

It was built in the year I was born, and I've done quite a bit to it so far:

Modifications
 
Repairs (yellow): Modifications (green): Planned (blue):
  • New front suspension, including 620pd springs
  • New radiator (4 core)
  • New dashboard
  • Rebuild transmission
  • Repaired door locks
  • New tires
  • Replaced PS pump (twice!)
  • 351W replaces the 289 V8
  • 14" Styled Steel rims
  • 2.5" dual X-pipe exhaust
  • 2-chamber flowmasters
  • Long headers
  • 600cfm Holley quad carb
  • K&N airfilter
  • Halogen lights
  • Gas shocks
  • Kickpanel speakers
  • 22 gallon fuel tank (needed!)
  • Air horn (very loud ;)
  • 9" locker rear end
  • 3.50 gears
  • 5 speed manual transmission
  • Subframe connectors
  • Shocktower braces
  • 16" pony rims with BF Goodrich tires
  • High-backed seats
  • H-shaped seatbelts
  • 5-leaf rear springs
  • Aluminum driveshaft
  • Outsized heads
  • Disc brakes
  • New paint (same color)
  • Cabrio conversion?
 

There was rather more, but as I'm currently moving, all my notes are already packed away. I'll update here as soon as I'm set up again.

Some general information:
Make Ford Mustang Coupe
Year 1968
VIN 8R01C107280
Color Metallic dark green
Condition Good
Character Sleeper
For Sale? NO
 

More photos:

Front Quarter

A classic pony car, turned into an equally classic muscle car.

    Engine

The engine room before it was detailed. There's a lot less space there than it would appear.

   

The car has cost me huge amounts of money, effort, time and blood (literally), it has let me down at the most inopportune moments, it has stranded me in faraway places, it has caused me to curse and shout and throw fits, it has dirtied me beyond recognition, it nearly caused me to freeze, I nearly had a heatstroke in it (no A/C), I possibly damaged my hearing, and it has exposed me to the ridicule of my friends and peers.
But every morning, when I turn the key and the engine roars into life, throwing my poor neighbours out of bed, when I put the car in gear and feel the brute power of it, the rough-edged immediacy, the crushing acceleration and incomparable sound... I know it was all worth it. Oh, yes. It was all worth it.

     
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