First Mustang
I finally got my car. During the whole past junior year of high school I worked every evening I could. During the summer break I worked as many hours as they would let me. By the end of summer and before my senior year started I saved up enough. I bought a Mustang. A blue one. I was now "the man". I was ecstatic. I had my own wheels. I could go where I wanted when I wanted. Within reason. I needed to check with my parents for some things. This year my dating life was going to skyrocket. I...