I was poking around in an old photo album when I came across this picture taken in 1976 of one of my Mustangs. I was living on the third floor of an apartment complex when I took this picture from the balcony. What caught my eye was not the Mustang it'self, but what's parked next to it. Back then I was so into Mustangs that I never gave my neighbors Maverick a second glance. Funny how it's the other way around now.
That is pretty cool Jean. You realize you could have simply taken the pic with the maverick never even in the shot. Your pic has the Maverick as prominent as your nice Mustang. This could have been your first day of getting into Mavericks, and your pic proves it. Dan
The Mustang had a 200 in it. It was the first car I ever owned and a ton of great memories were had with it. It finaly meet it's end when the rear frame rails rusted completely through and I had no means to fix it. As for the Maverick next door, I think the others here are right. It had to be fate that put that Maverick there when the picture was taken.
