Re: My Facetruck thread.
In the summer of 1969 we were living in Illinois, just south east of St Louis.
The little redhead I was dating had a sister dating a guy with a new Shelby GT500 four speed.
One day the girls and I drove the Mustang over to St Louis airport to pick somebody up. Rather than park they had me circle the loading lane. In order to do that I had to merge on to the main highway and go down about a mile, than exit back in to the airport.
I had to do that circle several times before the plane landed and they picked up luggage. Of course that was fine with me.
I have blue bowties for blood cells, but I had never driven a big block anything before. That was the total experience for a 17 year old kid.
You know I think that was the only Ford I have ever driven.
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