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Andrew Ruby Red '16 GT

My 2016 brings more joy than I’d ever be able to properly express in words, and it’s still bone-stock! I know that won’t last long as I already have big plans for the car, but right now, I’m just enjoying the hell out of driving it. I’ve put in over 9,000 miles in less than four months and I don’t plan on cutting back until the warranty is history, be it by mods or mileage (there’s no way the factory warranty is lasting the full six years).



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When I was kid, maybe 10-12 years old, I knew I loved cars. Fast ones. Cars that looked mean. Naturally, I was a fan of the late 60s and early 70s muscle cars and in particular, I was drawn to the early Shelbys and late 60s Copo Camaros (hold on! Gimme a second to explain!). My dad had his run of first-gen Camaros in his younger days and I too was dead-set on owning an American muscle car, I just hadn’t made up my mind as to which of the Big Three my loyalty would fall.  That decision was made for me when I was 13 and my mother purchased used a black 1999 Mustang V6 coupe—I was proud to be seen in it, I loved going for rides and I especially loved flying down the windy backroads of the Philadelphia suburbs on our way home from Flyers games. At the time, it was everything I wanted in my first car. So when, to the shock of my parents, I passed my permit and driver’s tests both on the first try, I bought it from them. I’ve been behind the wheel of a Mustang ever since.